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“You will not go to any of your lovers tonight.”
Before I could argue with him, one hand moved away from my waist while the other gripped me to him. His free hand moved to my jaw and gently rubbed his thumb along it.
“Tonight, you are mine, wife.”
He gripped my jaw with his hand, pulled me to him, and kissed me.
Chapter 10
Maximo’s POV
When Lorenzo called me in the middle of a deal, I was irritated, but also knew it had to be something important. Why? Because he had never called me before. Hell, I didn’t even know he had my number, but if he really knew Geronimo, I knew he could get it easily.
I had looked across the table at Carlo Garcia, the leader of the second largest Spanish organized crime gang. We were building an alliance. In my world, you could never have too many alliances.
“Excuse me.”
He simply nodded.
I answered it quickly. “What?” I kept it brief.
Lorenzo, in an agitated voice rushed out, “Nico’s about to hit the mansion. And Aria’s not leaving.”
I bolted up out of my chair. I looked at Carlo, whose eyes narrowed for a moment, but must have seen something in my expression, because he tilted his toward the door and nodded. I nodded back, then moved.
My men were at my back.
“What happened?”
“The Black Widow is apparently Nico’s aunt.”
“Oh for fuck sakes!”
“I told Aria to get out, but she told me to back off and she will handle it.”
Without hanging up yet, I barked orders to my men behind me.
“Rafe, contact Georgio. Make sure they got my wife somewhere safe!”
“Fuck! Maximo, she won’t leave. That’s not her style.”
“Sonofabitch! I’m on my way, Lorenzo.”
I hung up and moved as quickly as I could without actually running. Even though I wanted to fucking run. My wife’s life was on the line. I tried calling her phone, but she didn’t answer, not that I was really expecting her to, but I had been hopeful. I would have told her to get the fuck out of the house.
It took us 10 minutes to get to the house from our location, and we went in guns blazing. Literally. I had at least four SUVs full of men as we pulled up that had been with me, not to mention another three SUVs full of more of my men converging on the property.
I wanted to rip Nico’s heart out for going to my house. That was a huge disrespect to me. Once we breached our perimeters, my men spread out and went in hard. I heard gunfire going off all over the property. I got word that all of our men outside were dead.
I was fucking pissed. I was going to fucking kill that fucker! I was agitated as hell as we got closer to the front of the house. We decided to go in on the side though. There was no word from my men from the inside or Aria. Aria had apparently hung up on Lorenzo, so no one knew what the fuck was going on in the house.
As we made our way through the house, I was getting more pissed. I couldn’t wait.
“Aria! Where the fuck are you?”
Upstairs!”
What the fuck? I went charging it, my Baretta 92FS up and ready, making my men scramble fast to get ahead of me. I saw multiple dead bodies, not our men thank fuck, in heaps on thefloor. I looked up and followed a line of my men, guns up, leaning slightly over the waist high wall just at the top of the stairs. Smart move!
