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The only saving grace is this time, Christina will be there.
I suck in a deep breath and count down from ten to calm myself. It does nothing to soothe the restlessness that fills me. I’m not really a fancy night out kind of person. I hate tuxes, large groups of pretentious people, and fake smiles.
But, it has been decreed, so we’re going to do it.
I check my watch again. This might not feel so terrible if Nico would hurry the fuck up so we could leave already. I hate being late.
Which we already are. Shit.
We’re dressed the same, in matching black tuxedos. The only difference is that I’m ready and he’s not. Currently, he’s refusing to leave without the cufflinks that match the family signet on the ring he wears on his right hand.
I tap my foot against the tile. Of all the people I’ve met, I’m not sure any of them can compare to the special treatment Nico demands. He is the definition of a Mafia prince. It’s a good thing he’s set to be Don. Anyone else would get themselves killed from attitude alone. That kind of entitled behavior would usually be reserved for Christina. I snort, biting back the laugh that threatens to escape my lips.
Alec’s already waiting in the hallway downstairs, looking equally as annoyed as he checks his watch too.
“We are extremely late,” he spits out, annoyed. “Albert will notice.”
I wave him off. Alec and I are very similar, but there’s only one person who can harass Nico like this without risking a punch to the face.
“I know, he’s coming,” I add with an eye roll.
For me, there’s nothing worse than walking into a room full of people with all eyes on you.
Judging you. Assessing your worth.
Walking into a room full of people who know you can kill them at a moment’s notice? Totally fine.
But I hate everything about the idea of being in the spotlight
“We won’t be late if you drive fast,” Nico says, adjusting the cufflinks on his sleeve as he brushes past. The fucker doesn’t even have his jacket on.
“Where are the girls?” I ask, looking around, noticing that Christina and her mother are missing. Christina has been teasing us about her dress all day via text, even sending a picture of some red lingerie laying out on the bed. I can’t wait to see her. She’s becoming more and more open with us and I love it. I can’t wait to see her - maybe even steal her away for a moment or two in a dark corner.
“Already on their way,” Alec says, turning to follow after Nico who is finally ready.
We climb into the armored SUV and drive.
Alec drives our follow car with our security team. Even when traveling to an event, we’re prepared.
The fundraiser for the police is an annual event held at the mayor’s mansion. Nearly the entirety of the police force is here tonight, something that speaks to the state of the city, I’m sure.
In hindsight, we should’ve planned the shipment for the Cinelosa for tonight. I shove my hands into my pockets as I scan the room.
A wasted opportunity. Something I’ll be certain to correct when we take over.
I hear Nico’s sharp intake of breath and turn to see Christina walking alongside her mother. She’s a vision in red.
I watch, breathless, as she smiles at someone while taking little sips out of her wine glass.
Her dress is a deep crimson red that is perfectly fitted to her curves. The gold accents make her glow underneath the bright lights and the high slit shows off her toned legs.
Every single line of her body is accented and it makes me want to gouge out the eyes of every other man here.
No one should get to see her like this. No one but us.
“Holy fuck, who let her out like that?” Nico mutters.
I grunt in agreement.
