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I compiled a list of people who she knew and began to strike them off when I was sure of myself. All of the Brothers were the first off. I had hesitated over Coopers name, they had plenty of opportunities and they were suspiciously close, but it would be too obvious.
Next on my list was that pezzo di merda that Adonis had failed to kill. Charon’s son. I glared at his name on the sheet of paper and slowly dragged my pen across it. Daddy wolf had sent quite the threat after his son had ended up in hospital not too long ago. I guess he found out about his relationship with my woman, as he very aggressively sent messages to both of us. A video of a burning bed. Specifically Megan’s bed in her apartment. The video was accompanied by a short message;‘Next time the bed won’t be empty. Keep your bitch away from my son’.
I had watched her face as she watched the flames lick at the wallpaper as they began to spread. Her jaw was set so firmly I was sure she would crack a tooth, but when I looked into her eyes, I saw one emotion shining through. Pure devastation. She had some kind of emotional attachment to that place. It didn’t matter to me what it was, she was breaking, and that was good. Broken girls do as they are told. Charon had done me a favour.
I crossed off more names, men in her old office, the other trainers at the gym she used to go to, my staff. For a moment I considered that it may be my groundskeeper, but if that was the case they’d probably be screwing in his shed, not somewhere far away from our home.
I tapped the pen against my desk. As far as I was aware she didn’t know anyone else. So whoever was making her smile like that was someone she had only recently met, or someone deep in her past. One of the kids from her days before The Brotherhood maybe.
I pinched the bridge of my nose and attempted to push back the headache that I could feel coming on. I hated not knowing. Not being sure. I’d told her that she could go and fuck whoever she wanted if it made her feel big, because the bottom line was that she was mine, and one day she would realise where she was better off. But now that I was painfully aware that she was doing that, I wasn’t ok with it at all. I wanted whoever this figa was to die. And I wanted her to give in to me at last. I wanted my woman.
***
Adonis sat down in the middle of the dining table. I was in my usual spot at the head of the table and amore mio was at the opposite end. She refused to take up her usual place by my side tonight and that got my back up even more than it already was.
“Why do I have to be here?” he asked as Anette entered the room and placed a plate in front of him.
Megan had already started eating and I noticed that for once she was eating properly, rather than pushing food around her plate and consuming only enough to fuel her body. I should have been happy to see her appetite come back, but the timing of it pissed me off.
“Because,” I said as I speared a piece of steak with my fork. “We need to discuss business.”
Megan’s head snapped up at my words and her brows knitted together.
“With me here?” she asked.
“Yes.” I said and pushed the tender piece of meat into my mouth.
Her brows pulled closer together and she flicked her gaze between me and Adonis suspiciously. Now that she wasn’t a Brother, I had pushed her out of our business. But this involved her. Not that I wouldlether have any input to our conversation though.
I turned my focus back to my stepson, “Have you fixed your fuck up?” I asked.
“Not yet.” he said, “I’m handling it though.”
He kept his eyes locked on me and gave me a look that I’d used many times myself. The ‘is this really the place’ look.
“That’s a shame son, I had such high hopes for you. Fortunately I’m still around and I believe I have it worked out.” I said, and Adonis swallowed hard.
Being a disappointment must be a horrible feeling. One that I wasn’t familiar with.
“Grazie, shall I handle it?” he asked.
“I think I’ll handle this one myself, after last time, I’m not sure that you’ll follow all the way through.” I said coldly.
I glanced at my woman who was now biting her lip and staring at the side of Adonis’ head. She looked equal parts scared and murderous.
“What is this about?” She asked, but she knew damn well what we were talking about. Theonlytime Adonis had failed me was when I sent him after the man she had tried to leave me for.
“Your lover amore. Adonis had been tasked with the job of ensuring you only went for lunch with your friend, but he fucked up, didn’t you Adonis,” I looked at him now. “You allowed il mio tesoro to go and fuck another man. You failed to find out who the other man was, and now I’ve taken it back into my own hands.”
He held eye contact with me, and I had to admire him for it, he had so much potential.
I kept my focus on him as I spoke to them both.
“I’ve found the man who thinks he can disrespect me like this, it’s all handled.” I moved my attention to her. “I thought you had better taste amore mio, opening your legs for a man whobeggedme not to kill him. It was pathetic.” I cocked my head and smirked.
Her cutlery clattered against her plate as she dropped them and shoved her chair away from the table. Her eyes were wide and wild as she stood up and stormed to my end of the table.
“If you touched him, I will fucking end you Lorenzo.” she snarled.
