The hospital room door opened once more, however as an alternative of Payment and Sophie, one of many safety guards stepped in. “A Franco Moretti is right here; he says he wants to speak to Alex.”

I nodded, stood, and adopted him exterior, the place Payment and Sophie had been huddled collectively, speaking on the telephone with Jemma.

I greeted Franco with a handshake and studied his somber expression.

Dread pooled in my intestine. “What’s it this time?”

Franco smiled, nevertheless it didn’t attain his eyes. “The household has determined to call you the brand new Don of the Moretti clan.”

I furrowed my forehead, shocked by the sudden information. “That was fast.”

Although one thing didn’t add up. Franco didn’t look glad about it. “What’s the entire story?”

He hesitated for a second. “We had been approached by sure members of the Russian Bratva with a really fascinating and profitable proposition. With one situation.” He took a deep breath.

The little hairs on my neck stood as quickly as he talked about the Russians. “What’s the situation?”

“They’ll solely take care of you as Don.”

I clenched my tooth. “Was it Ivan Zotov who approached the household?” I inquired.

Franco nodded. “I don’t know if it was him personally, however sure. The identify Zotov was talked about.”

I chuckled. One other participant with an agenda who was shifting via the world of organized crime as if it was a sport of chess.

Perhaps Zotov and Vince had just a little technique name earlier than all of this unfolded.

World Domination 101. Who to marry, who to interchange, who to overcome.

I didn’t like Zotov or his secret agenda any greater than Vince’s, particularly not when it concerned me.

I refused to be a puppet—with another person pulling the strings.

I would wish to have just a little heart-to-heart with Zotov earlier than committing to something.

Most significantly, I wanted to speak to Payment first. She was my primary precedence now, extra vital than any energy being welcomed into the Moretti household would imply.

As if summoned by my ideas, Payment appeared by my aspect, stepped ahead, and hugged Franco. “Is every part okay?”

I exhaled harshly, then smiled and nodded. Her presence alone calmed my frayed nerves. She was the one factor preserving me grounded amidst the chaos. “Sure.” I nodded at Franco. “Thanks for telling me; We’ll be in contact.”

Franco nodded, kissed Payment’s cheek, then turned and left.

I grabbed Payment’s hand and pulled her again into the room.

Sophie was already by Gabe’s aspect, and my brother didn’t look too glad.

I groaned. What now?

Sophie checked out Payment, so I turned to my lovely girl. “What?”

“As quickly as Matt is prepared for transport, we have to go to the US.”

I couldn’t assist however chuckle on the willpower in her voice. “Are you already dictating our life?”

She cocked her head and locked her eyes on me.

As if I may say no. I used to be an entire pushover for her—not less than inside purpose. “I’ve a situation of my very own,” I stated.

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