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“Why do you hate this man so much?” Sienna asked in a tone only I could hear and leaned into me. “Who is he?”
“Valentino is a man who started as a self-proclaimed Italian mob boss with no claim to the title. He used a large pocketbook to kill the weaker dons on the scene and acquire their assets. He fights with no honor or dignity, and I’m next on his target list,” I told her, glancing down. Only her slightly furrowed brows gave away her concern. “He has no connection to the Sicilian mob scene, andthat’swhat makes someone a true part of this business.”
“And you do?” she asked.
“I’m the closest thing to it. My brother runs the scene in Sicily, and I run the counterpart here.”
Surprise flashed in her eyes for just a moment, and I trailed my hand up her lap a bit. She tensed beneath me as I moved upward slowly, meticulously.
“Doesn’t every mob boss go for power grabs?” she asked. Her breath hitched slightly at the end of her sentence as my finger found its way between her thighs.
I moved my hand into the slit that ran up the side of her dress. “I have enough territory and people who answer to me. There’s no reason to grab for more out of greed.” I shrugged. “Every time someone wrongs me, they become indebted to me. I have enough.”
“But Valentino…”
She gasped as my finger moved along her clit, and when she bucked into my hand, I pulled away slightly.
“Valentino has been after my assets for years. My family has let him play his games, but he’s growing too bold, and we risk too much by leaving him alive now.”
She nodded frantically, leaning back in her seat. “Oh.”
I wondered if she caught anything I said beyond the feeling of my fingers on her thighs.
I shifted my attention back to the men talking around me, and I fell into an easy conversation with them between speakers. Icontinued touching Sienna’s thighs and ass at every opportunity, and she leaned into every single touch and caress.
Tonight was the first night I didn’t question my sanity in keeping her close to me.
Sienna, despite the arguments and bickering, would make a formattable alliance and an even more impressive partner.
I’d never been into weak women, and Sienna has proven to be anything but that.
13
Sienna
I stayed close to his side all night, careful to keep my temper in check and play the parts he needed me to play. I swiped a hand across the pocket of my dress where a small, stolen phone had been concealed beneath the fabric. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision, but after hearing Valentino’s name all night, I knew I needed a way to contact him, and this would be the only option.
Moreover, from all the conversations, I got information. More than I’d anticipated, and a lot that I didn’t know what to do with.
My stepfather had been training me my entire life forthis.He’d shaped me for the moment I could take down the Guerra empire, starting with Dante. I’d seen him take down other empires as if it were easy. He used brutality as a weapon, and healwaysgot what he wanted. To hear him discussed as if he were nothing more than a pest—someone unimportant and irrelevant—felt like a blow to my own efforts.
I saw some of Valentino’s enemies prancing around tables, smiling at their associates, and I wanted to laugh at their carefree nature. None of them recognized me. I’d gone to great lengths to ensure Valentino’s associates never saw me. But after I finished with Dante, they were next on my list, and they had no idea.
Dante guided me to the car at the end of the night as I turned over all the information I’d gained. I didn’t have details, times, or places, but I knew he’d retaliate soon, and I needed to follow through on my task before that happened.
But how would I do that when I’d been leaning into Dante’s touches all night? If I were being honest with myself, I’d been looking forward to them.
I felt nothing but an unquenchable warmth between my legs from the moment we sat at the table, and I knew only one thing would satisfy it.
“Did you enjoy our evening?” he asked as we climbed into the back seat of a hired car.
I nodded, lost in the thoughts of what I felt and what I could do to quench those urges.
His hand made its way to my thigh, and the ache of need intensified enough that my breath caught in my throat. Fuck. I shouldn’t be feeling these things for a man I should have killed a week ago. I couldn’tallowmyself to feel like this.
“Is there a reason you’re still pulling away from me?”
I took a deep breath. “Because I’m still being held against my will.”
