Vincenzo Salvini. Matteo’s large brother.

The boss of the Italian Mafia in New York. One of the vital influential, most revered, most well-known males within the underworld had arrived.

“Hey, Vince.”

Vincenzo pointedly stared at my arm earlier than his darkish eyes met mine, onerous, unflinching.

“I’m unbelievably sorry Matt bought damage,” I stated.

Matt scoffed. “The world doesn’t revolve round you.”

My eyes went to him. He was nonetheless pale, his eyes sunken in, his smile weak. “Nicely, on this case, you bought damage as a result of the Donnellys thought you have been me. So it’s my proper to really feel accountable.”

He rolled his eyes at me, a transfer so much like Payment’s, it made me smile.

Gabe bought a name, grabbed Sophie’s hand, they usually each stepped exterior.

“How’s the ache?” I requested Matt who chuckled.

“They’re giving me the great things, so I’m floating.” He pushed the button for an additional dose of ache medicine. It took a second, however then he relaxed, his eyes on half-mast.

I narrowed my brows, then centered again on Vince, who regarded frightened, as effectively.

“What are your plans?” Vince requested proper when Gabe got here again in, cleared his throat, and drew everybody’s consideration.

“I simply bought off the telephone with Payment,” Gabe stated.

My head snapped round, and I locked eyes with Gabe.

He returned my gaze. Held it. “Apparently Payment’s father had her locked up ever since she arrived residence.”

I inhaled sharply, and my coronary heart began a bruising rhythm.

He’d locked her up? Why on this planet would he lock up his personal daughter?

“There’s extra,” Gabe stated, his voice quiet. “Connor Donnelly has organized for Payment to marry some Russian mobster. It’s a part of a deal to safe a brand new enterprise alliance with the Zotovs.” Gabe sighed. “Ivan Zotov.”

My entire physique went ramrod straight. The information hit me like a sledgehammer. Zotov—wasn’t that the man on the membership—on the assembly with Franco?

What the precise fuck?

Gabe shook his head. “That is actually getting out of hand,” he murmured whereas shaking his head.

Out of hand? Out of hand? The asshole was in our membership, watching us like a spectator in a Zoo.

“The marriage is going on tomorrow.”

Oh no, it wasn’t. I jumped up and confronted Gabe absolutely. “I want the household jet.”

Gabe nodded.

“We’ll take mine,” Vincenzo stated from behind me, taking me off guard. I watched him share a protracted look with Matteo. “It’s time to show that asshole a lesson.”

“Nicely.” Cristo grinned. “Appears like we’re having a highway journey in any case.”

“I need to go,” Matt stated, and all people turned and checked out him.

There was zero probability of Matt coming. However I might empathize. Might perceive the sensation of helplessness he have to be battling proper now.

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