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“I now pronounce you husband and wife.” Tex grinned.

“Can you legally do that?” I just had to ask.

Nixon couldn’t control his laughter. “Tex got ordained years ago, and so did Phoenix. Absolutely terrifying what the church allows us to do these days.”

“Why the hell did they reject me, then?” Dante wondered out loud.

Chase started choking, coughed, then gave Dante a shit-eating grin. “I told them to fail you just to piss you off and win a bet.”

“I STUDIED!” Dante yelled and reached for the discarded bloody bat.

Chase’s eyes widened as he swiped the knife from Tex’s hand. “Oh, it’s like that, huh?”

“Shit, not again,” Nixon muttered.

“I’ll separate them.” Sergio let out a flustered sigh. “They just know how to push each other’s buttons way too well.”

Andrei stood stock still behind me, but I could feel his worry. The room was thick with tension, and not just because Chase and Dante were fighting, apparently again.

But because I’d just married the one person Andrei probably didn’t want me to marry, days after being freed from being held captive.

But it had been my choice, and that was all that mattered to me.

“Well…” Tex clasped his hands together. “The code to the manor is White Horse. Nobody knows you’re married or walking around. My house should be the safest for your honeymoon; choose any room but ours because that’s weird. Kitchen’s stocked, pool’s huge, the treehouse is, well, never mind, just have fun. We won’t bother you for a week, but Santino, I’ll text you if anything pops up. So far, other than tonight, everyone’s been extremely quiet.”

“Licking their wounds, no doubt.” Andrei snorted.

“And plotting more murder,” Nixon added.

“Wait.” Everything was happening so fast. “We’re going to honeymoon at your house?”

“It’s not just a house,” Andrei said from behind me. “It’s a compound; he even has a maze.”

“What can I say?” Tex grinned, then winked. “I love a good puzzle.”

“Ew.” Dante stopped fighting Chase briefly. “I feel like you use that maze for nefarious purposes.”

“Anyone else surprised he knows that word? Anyone?” Tex asked the room.

Phoenix was standing a bit away from us, his eyes trained on the group; he suddenly looked down at his phone, then answered it and walked out of the room.

He seemed suspicious, but I knew he wasn’t, that’s just how he did business, but it still made me wonder what he did for the Families other than collect every bad and good secret known to mankind.

“Sergio will dress your wounds.” Tex yawned. “And Katya, I know you don’t have a lot of clothes; Alice will take care of that for you. Pack your bags. You leave within the hour.”

I was both exhilarated to leave and terrified to be alone with Santino. What would happen? Would we train? Have sex? Would we talk? How did I wake up this morning thinking about Home Depot and then end up married?

“Let’s go.” Andrei wrapped an arm around me. “Time for your honeymoon.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

“I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse.” —The Godfather, Marlon Brando

Andrei

I heard footsteps.

I knew Alice would take care of everything Katya needed. I took another sip of the whiskey, but even that didn’t taste good. You know things aren’t the same when a hundred-year-old whiskey tastes like shit.

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