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“Alessandro, wait.”
But he’s already stepping into the elevator. As the doors close, a look passes between us.
And for some reason, it feels like regret on his end.
9
Alessandro
I’m an absolute asshole for leaving Isabetta like this. While it’s true that I have work to take care of, that’s not the real reason I left so quickly. No, it has everything to do with what I found when I went to the bedroom on the jet to grab our bags.
Normally, I would have just let Hector handle it, but I assumed his wife would be waiting. I went in and saw the bed where I fucked Isabetta.
And then I saw the blood.
Scrubbing my hand over my face, I let out a curse. My sweet bride was a virgin, and I fucked her like a fucking beast.
The cries of pleasure that sounded like music to my ears at the time now have me twisted.
Gutted, even.
I hurt her and I don’t know how to make this fucking right.
So what did I do? I fled like a fucking coward.
Now I’m at my office not getting a lick of work done. The real kicker is that I’m literally staring at my phone, willing it to ring with news of what Isabetta is doing. I know she hasn’t left our room yet because the staff was given strict orders to notify me the moment she did. She stayed in the living room for an hour before reaching out to Donna, my housekeeper. I’m such a prick that I didn’t even tell her Donna’s name, so she had to ask. Something Donna scolded me for when she called after getting Isabetta settled in our room.
I’m about to open the security feed of the penthouse on my computer when my phone buzzes. Lifting my phone, I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face.
Well, well, well. Look who it is.
Blanc
We need to talk.
Now.
I expect you in Dallas by tomorrow.
Sorry, can’t. Not sure if you heard, but I’m on my honeymoon.
That’s an order, Moretti.
Funny, I wasn’t aware Elite Members could order other Elite Members around.
My phone rings and I answer casually, “Blanc. This is a surprise.”
“Do you know what you’ve done, boy?” He exhales. “We can still fix this, but I need you in Dallas to do so.”
“As I said, I’m on my honeymoon.”
“And where is that, exactly?”
I bite back a snort. Even if Blanc had the resources, he still wouldn’t be able to track my jet because my resources are better.
“None of your damn business. You have one minute to tell me why you called before I end this call.”
“Zhang isn’t happy about what you’ve done.”
