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“You want to walk into a room filled with people that despise us. Are you crazy?”
“What are they going to do? Kill me? They’re not dumb enough to do that,” he scoffs. “And don’t worrymeelaya, I’m not going to let anyone hurt you.”
“How would we even get in? Do you even have an invitation?”
He pulls a silver card from his jacket pocket.
“Of course I do, now let’s go.”
“I’m not going in there,” I say my heart pounding.
What if Tony’s in there?
Dimitri raises a dark eyebrow. “Since when were you a coward, Sophia? I seem to remember you being much more fun than this.”
“This is a bad idea.”
“Sure but who gives a fuck? Get out of the car, Sophia,” Dimitri orders.
I glare at him, “How about no?”
“Get out or I’ll drag you out.”
“Try it and I’ll gouge your eyes out,” I retort.
He smiles at that and the sight of it grates on my nerves.
“Do you think I’m here just to have some fun, play? Or hell, do you think I’m actually here to help your father in his pathetic war?”
I tilt my head to the side, wondering at his words.
“My father sent me here because he’s trying to reassess the allies he’s keeping. How do you think your family will fare if they lose their biggest ally in Moscow? Not well I’m sure,” he says, voice hard. “In case you don’t understand what I’m saying,meelaya,this is a threat. I’m all that stands between your family and their precious alliance with mine. If you don’t want your family in trouble, you’ll get the fuck out of this car, walk into that room with me, smile and look pretty. Understand?”
I swallow softly, staring into his unsettling dark eyes.
“Fuck you, Dimitri.”
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he states. “Now let’s go.”
I follow him out of the car and accept his inclined arm as he leads me into the decorated hall that has various pieces of art on display. I barely even notice them because I’m too busy cataloguing the amount of people in here. The first person of importance I see is Enzo Russo beside his wife. She’s on his arm as they glide through the room, talking to people. They don’t notice us, which I’m glad for.
But then Dimitri leads us to the center of the room so we’re right in the line of sight. I always knew he was reckless but I didn’t think he had a death wish.
It doesn’t take long before I feel his eyes on me. Searing. I lift my eyes and they clash with Tony’s. The sight of him has my heart stopping. He’s in a dark blue suit and the sight would be devastating if it were any other time.
Beside him, Michael De Luca also takes notice. I watch his lips start to move as he talks to Tony whose narrowed eyes haven’t left us at all. Michael walks away a second later, to find the Don I’m sure. Meanwhile Tony walks towards us. I find myself holding my breath.
“What the hell is this?”
The question is directed at me, but Dimitri answers.
“Anthony Legan, I presume,” he says in a cool, unaffected tone. “Where’s that famous De Luca hospitality I’ve heard of?”
Tony doesn’t immediately reply, his gaze on Dimitri’s face, assessing.
“The only hospitality I’m partial to, is hospitality with knives. Want a demonstration?”
Dimitri chuckles, “Five seconds and you’re already threatening me. How tactless and barbaric.”
