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The guard spins away, gesturing to the men inside the property to open the gate.

“I can’t believe how rude he was,” I whisper, because Dom’s window is still open.

Dom shrugs. “He’s just doing his job.”

All the security men have their hands on the butts of their guns as we pass through the gate.

I’ve never seen them so on edge.

I take a slow breath as we make our way up the driveway. “Dominic, my brother…”

Why is this so hard?

My brother is one of the leaders of a criminal organization called The Alliance, and they do a lot of bad things. But he’s a good guy. Most of the time. Except marrying me means you’ll never get to be rid of me. And now you’re going to be a part of this life, too.

“Shorty.” Dom lifts our joined hands and brushes a kiss across my knuckles. “I can handle your brother.”

I stare at his profile as he parks in front of the massive house.

His perfectly cut jaw outlined with dark facial hair. His tattoos highlighted by the bright white button-down shirt he’s wearing, the sleeves rolled up from when he carried the majority of my worldly goods out of my apartment and stuffed them into the back of this vehicle—proving his muscles aren’t just for display.

And from looking at him, I think he might be right. One-on-one, I bet he could hold his own against King. But it’s everything else about King that worries me. Because you’d need an army to go against The Alliance. And I doubt a businessman from Chicago has one on hand.

Dom turns my hand over and presses a kiss against my wrist. “Come on, Angel. Let’s go say hi to your brother. Then I’ll show you your new home.”

My heartbeat doubles, and I don’t know if it’s from nerves or excitement. So I just nod my head.

Dominic turns off the engine, and I’m still working to undo my seat belt when he walks around the SUV and opens my door.

He keeps a hand on me as I climb down. And keeps his hand on the back of my neck as we walk up the sidewalk.

I don’t know why I can’t just calm down. It’s not like King had someone else in mind for me to marry. We aren’t anarranged marriagetype of family, so this isn’t going to be a big deal. He might be disappointed in my decisions, but they’re my decisions.

I reach out with the hand closest to Dominic and hook my fingers into his pants pocket, needing the extra contact.

“It’s going to be fine,” Dom whispers before pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

Then, before I can delay any more, Dom pounds his fist against the front door of King’s house.

CHAPTER15

Val

Nearly a minute passesbefore the door swings open.

But it’s not King; it’s his housekeeper.

“Hey, Val,” Ginger greets me before she does a double take of Dom. “Come on in. King’ll be just a second.”

“Thank you,” I try to say normally as we move into the grand entryway.

Ginger smiles, then heads up the grand staircase to the second story to continue with whatever she was doing.

The entryway is large and echoey, and from here, the house goes off in a few directions. It’s an absurd home, but it proves that I wasn’t lying when I said King was really rich.

I turn to face Dominic, wondering if there’s something I should say to prepare him, but movement down the hall behind him tells me we’re out of time.

Because King is walking toward us.

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