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A smile curls my lips. Time to tour the mansion. My new home.
In my stilettos, I strut up the steps, wondering if I'll have to wear fancy dresses every day. My fingers interlace behind my back, I explore the hallway lined with cream-colored walls that gradually darken like the shade of a pecan.
My attention is drawn to a painting of a woman lying in bed, her silhouette defined by the navy sheet covering her lower half. One arm lies casually behind her back, while her face remains hidden. My nostrils flare when I take notice of the glistening diamond bracelet adorning her wrist.
This man is really trying my patience. I check my surroundings. Where is he? Maybe he’s in his office. He has to have an office, right?
Without wasting any time, I make my way down the hall and enter a spacious party area. As I take in my surroundings, I let out an audible gasp. In the center of the room stands a beautiful wedding altar covered in pink and white flowers.
“Oh, my gosh, it’s my wedding venue,” I mutter under my breath.
A man's polite cough breaks my reverie. "Do you need any assistance, Ms. Levon?"
I glance back and grin. “No, Wendall, I’m just taking in my new home. Is this where Nick and I will be tying the knot?”
“That's correct, the day after tomorrow.”
I feel a bead of sweat form on my forehead. He wants sex tonight and in two days.Damn.
I quickly kick off my stilettos. "Thank you, Wendall. Oh, could I also have a glass of white wine?"
"Absolutely, consider it done. Please continue exploring your new home. Your wine will be brought to you shortly."
"Thanks."
I’m getting married in two days, but I’m not having a wedding reception until next week. Our wedding is last minute. Maybe he needs to give the other bosses proper notice, that’s why the reception is a week away.
My brows lift. I remember Nick had said one of the mafia families was the Magarellis. It dawns on me that I met a woman named Nadine Magarelli. Is she in the mafia? I make a mental note to Google her on my phone when I return to my lab. Just as I move toward the stairs, Wendall calls out to me.
With a quick turn on my heels, I can't help but grin widely. He hands me the icy glass and I let out an audible sigh of relief. “This is just what I needed,” I exclaim with gratitude to Wendall before making my way up the stairs.
“You’re welcome, Ms. Levon,” he responds dutifully.
I sigh and peek at him again. “Again, please call me Kinsley. I know I’m here for a short time, but it’s no need to be so formal.”
His chuckle echoes through the foyer.
My brows lift.
“Have you seen The Godfather?” he asks suddenly.
“No,” I reply honestly.
“Well, start with that, then Goodfellas and The Sopranos. That should give you an overview of how the mafia operates.” He says it casually, as if discussing the weather.
My heart jumps in my chest and nausea rises in my throat. What have I gotten myself into?
“I’m going to kill Nick,” I blurt out without thinking.
The maid who is dusting a nearby table stares at me with shock written all over her face.
Wendall’s dark brows have jumped to his hair line.
“I’m not going to kill him for real,” I bite out.
“Watch the movies right away,” he urges before walking away.
The maid shakes her head and returns to dusting.
