Page 47 of Doubling Down

The Don glances back at me, then nods.

“Family is everything. Come. Let’s eat,” he growls, and I watch as he takes in all the security around us. Joe points to one of his black-clad soldiers. “Let three of his men enter. The rest remain out here.”

Three.

That is acceptable.

If shit goes down, I make four.

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MIA

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Ifeel Connor’s handin the small of my back as I follow my father. Talk about tense. Two powerful men meeting for the first time, with me standing between them.

Not something I want to do again.

But we still have more family members to introduce my new fiancé to, and I know both of them won’t make it easy.

I can’t work out why Connor has become so protective and possessive. I appreciate he’s a man used to being in charge and getting what he wants, but does he really care that much about one point five million dollars and sleeping with me for six months?

He’s taking this very seriously.

I suppose coming up against the head of the mafia is no small thing, and I should be grateful. He’s saving me from a life of pure hell with men like Salvo.

But it’s not just that.

No one was there when Connor fucked me into submission last night. No one was sitting opposite us during the long drive to my family home tonight, while he held my hand so tightly my fingers almost lost feeling.

As if I would run away if he let go.

Or someone would steal me.