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“I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about, Boss. Are you sure it was Elenora?” Finn questioned, looking completely baffled.
“100%. I have been speaking with her on the phone ever since, believing she was some red-haired worker from Venice. But it was her. There is no doubt in my mind that it was her.”
Finn started shaking his head, still frowning deeply. “But how? I am her main bodyguard, Alessio. Anytime she goes anywhere, I am with her. She has never mentioned the club or set foot in it.”
“Then you weren’t told,” I growled, causing his eyes to widen. “You must have lost Giovanni’s trust.”
“No,” he shook his head. “No. Giovanni trusts me with his sister more than anyone. That is not the case. Wait… when was this?”
“The night of his wedding. And then she came again the night after.”
“She was at the wedding. And then she was at the art gallery in Ven…” he paused and looked into my eyes as realisation dawned on him. “Fucking hell! She got around me, Alessio. I had no idea.”
I huffed, running my hand down my face. “This doesn’t make any sense. Why would Giovanni send his sister into his enemies’ business with no protection. Not even tell her personal bodyguard?”
“I don’t know. That sure as hell doesn’t sound like something he would do, Boss. He is extremely protective of her. I really don’t think he is behind this. Elle has always been rebellious. Maybe she did this for herself.”
I inhaled deeply, finding my brain so scrambled that I couldn’t even think clearly about anything except the fact that she was here. With me. Whether I wanted it or not. Who am I kidding? Of course, I fucking wanted it.
“What are you going to do with her?” Finn suddenly asked, his voice dropping to a lower register full of genuine concern. I know what my dick wanted to do with her. Teach her a fucking lesson. Spank her ass red raw for thinking she could fuck with me. Have her screaming my name until she passes out from the intensity of her orgasms. That is just a small fraction of what I wanted to do with her.
“Honestly? I don’t have a fucking clue. I didn’t exactly plan to steal the Buccini Princess when I got out of bed this morning,” I groaned. But here we were. And one thing was still in my favour. She didn’t realise that I knew her and Flora were the same person.
“You can’t leave her with Lorenzo. Promise me. You must—”
“Don’t tell me what I must do, Finn. You forget your place,” I snapped, allowing my emotions, and this entirely fucked up situation to get the better of me. He closed his mouth but kept his gaze on me. I stood up and started pacing the room.
“She’s the best person I know, Alessio. She’s a good person. I care about her,” he muttered, looking down at the floor. I sighed and put my hands on my hips.
“I’m taking her back to Sicily with me to keep her safe. I need you to go back to Buccini with a message, Finn.”
He looked up and nodded obediently. “You tell them, as long as they cooperate with our wishes and do not retaliate, no harm will come to her. If they so much as try to fuck with us, she will pay for it.”
His eyes widened. “But Boss—”
“You know Giovanni. Will he comply?” I cut him off so he realised it was an empty threat. I had no intention of hurting the girl.
“Yes. As long as he has proof, she is okay. He will comply,” he answered. I nodded and walked over to him, flicking out my switchblade and cutting his hands free from the cable ties. He stood up and we held each other’s gaze.
“Is this the part where you fuck me up to make it look legit?” he chuckled and I smirked.
“You know it is,” I gripped his shoulder and pulled him into my chest. We hugged tightly for a moment before I released him.
“Best make it good then, Boss,” he grinned like the sadistic soul he was. Dio, I loved this man like a brother.
“If Giovanni plans something stupid, inform me,” I gave my last command and he nodded before stepping back and preparing himself for my brutal blows. It was not something I took enjoyment out of—having to beat my friend black and blue—but better for it to be me than some other sick fuck.
“Not the nose,” he quickly added with a cheeky grin. “It’s my best feature.”
“Such a pretty boy,” I chuckled, sending my fist flying straight into his stomach.
After directing some of Leone’s men to dump Finn near the Buccini residence and put Rico on my helicopter back to Sicily, I made my way back to Lorenzo’s living room to find it strangely silent. Too silent.
As I pushed open the door, I noticed Isabelle and Lorenzo first, leaning against the fireplace. Isabelle flashed me a vicious smile that I knew all too well. One that made my stomach drop as my eyes scanned the room for Elenora. She was slouched in a lying position, her feet tied together at the ankles with a rope and her eyes closed. Unconscious. Rage spiked through me like thunder and I turned to glare at Fabi, expecting an explanation.
He at least had the decency to look remorseful as he gave me a small shake of his head. I faced Lorenzo.
“What the fuck is this?”
