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Dominic scoffs.
“If you respected her you would’ve left her alone. How’s it look to the other families that the Triad princess is shacking up with the Cosa Nostra consigliere? You’ll fuck her, but you won’t marry her?”
“Fuck off,” I grumble. I don’t have to explain myself to him.
“That’s how our world will see it, and you know it. And you’re not going to marry her. I won’t allow it. So, whatever this is, it ends now.”
My blood is boiling.
“And if it doesn’t?”
Is he really going to threaten me in my house?
“It will because she’s getting married next week,” Dominic says with a smug grin.
I don’t want to take the bait, but I have to ask. “Who?”
He gives me a smile that tells me he’s going to be satisfied by my reaction.
“One of our captains”—he pauses to pick fake lint off of his sleeve—“Matteo”—his smile widens—“they’re...well acquainted, if you know what I mean. Should be an easy transition.”
I can’t hear over the blood boiling inside me. I slam my hand on the desk and stand. “You even think about marrying her off to someone else, I will drown you in acid!”
Dominic stands, unbothered as Bash enters.
“You don’t get a say in this, Nico. It’s afamilymatter.” He heads toward the door.
“Is that all she’s worth to you?” I call out. “She’s about to be the head of her house, and you marry her off to a captain? He’s a nobody.”
“I’ll be capo soon. And I’ll be needing a consigliere.” He slams the door shut, not waiting for my response.
He can’t actually be serious. Not just about the marriage but making rocks-for-brains Matteo his second-in-command. Fucking hell. I’m going to lose it.
“He’s right, you know.” Bash stands across the office with his arms crossed. “You can’t just have your way with her, takeourmen into battle for her, then leave her.”
“Have my way with her?” I scoff, looking at him like he’s lost it.
“I don’t see it that way, but you know a lot of men in our world will and hers, too. If word gets out about you two, if it hasn’t already, they’ll label her as your whore. Is that the reputation you want to leave her with when she takes over the Triad?”
“You know it’s not like that!”
Whose side is this fucker on?
“You’ll ruin her more than you already have in the eyes of her own men. You have to let her go and pray word doesn’t get out about the two of you.”
Over my dead body will she marry that fucker, Matteo, or any other fucker for that matter. And then the idea hits me.
“Sure, brother.” I nod and leave my brother standing in his office.Married,she will be.
I head back to my room, but before I walk in, I shoot out a series of texts to Dante, Valentina, and Uncle Ricky—all with a list of things to do. Let’s get this show on the road.
When I enter the room, Anya’s sitting up on the bed, watching TV. She’s wearing my T-shirt, and I can’t help but admire her. She looks away from the screen as I walk over to the bed and sit on the edge.
“He told you to end it, didn’t he?” she asks quietly.
I turn and lay on the bed, pulling her into my lap, with her back to my chest, and kiss her temple before resting my chin on her shoulder.
“Here’s the thing, babe. He can’t tell me what to do. I’m not letting you go. I love you too much, and I’m a selfish bastard.” She stills in my arms.
