Page 26 of Sovereign Oaths


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My brows shot up. She was calling him out? That was risky.

“Some of my businesses are more complicated.” That was probably the closest he’d get to admitting anything to her, at least over the phone.

“Are you in danger?”

“No.” His confident answer didn’t jibe with the home invasion just a few nights ago or the war he’d started since.

“Am I?”

He hesitated. “Not anymore.”

Her eyes widened at me and Cruz. He bobbed his chin to prompt her to get more information.

“What does that mean?”

“I’ve taken care of the Italians.”

I shook my head. Beyond an initial retaliation, he hadn’t. At least, not in a noticeable way.

She closed her eyes. “That isn’t reassuring in the way you might think.”

Cruz turned away, laughing with his hand over his mouth while she put her hand over her forehead.

“I’m trying to tell you there’s nothing to worry about now.”

“Well, you’re making it sound like you’re a mobster or something.”

Cruz dropped onto the couch face-first, his shoulders bouncing. Em looked up at me with pleading eyes as if I could fix him or Alessio.

I shrugged.

“Mobster?” Dias choked out a laugh. “I wish I was that interesting.”

She rolled her eyes. “Good.”

“So can I take you out soon? I miss you.”

“I have a few conditions.”

“Anything.”

She put her arms around my waist, and I held her to me. “No helicopters.”

“We won’t even use a boat,” he confirmed.

“No guns.”

“Security only. I won’t carry.”

“I’m keeping my guard with me at all times from now on.”

I turned toward her and raised a brow, and she shrugged. That must have been something she’d just come up with or she would have mentioned it before. I wasn’t going to argue. Having one of us around as much as possible was ideal at this point.

“That’s not necessary.”

“I feel that it is.” I loved her determination. This was our Em, not a damsel in distress. “I want him to have a room at your house when I stay over.”

“Millie.” He sounded exasperated.

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