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Adam bangs his hand on the countertop and gives her a furious glance.
What’s wrong with him?
“See? You pissed off our new man,” she barks at Wes.
Wes doesn’t reply, but annoyance is dripping from his face.
Adam reaches for the apple in my plate. “You want that?” he mouths. I shake my head, so he takes it and bites into it without taking his eyes off me.
Father walks in last, as always, stomping his cane on the ground, trying to make an entrance.
“Boss,” Boris attests, like a soldier.
Father doesn’t answer him. He walks closer and takes a seat at the head of the table. Maria is already pouring coffee into his mug and slides the sugar toward him.
Absolute silence envelops the room as we wait for him to pour some sugar into his coffee and stir it. He takes a sip and puts the mug down.
“Why don’t you give me a damn good reason for why you’re here today?” he asks Wes.
“What do you mean? I’m here every day,” Wes replies.
“When you were my daughter’s bodyguard. Nowheis,” Father says in the calmest way possible, intertwining his fingers and leaning forward.
“Uhm … What?” Wes growls, puzzled.
“Get the fuck out of here,” Father commands, lighting up his cigar.
Wes’s chiseled jaw twitches and his amber eyes darken, but he keeps his temper under control. He shoots Adam a furious glance and, slowly, stands up. “Fine.”
“Sit down,” Adam orders sternly, then bites into his apple.
Everyone in the room freezes at Adam’s audacity to go against my dad’s will. Mother’s eyes widen with surprise and admiration.
“What are you doing?” I mouth, feeling my stress levels increasing. He’s completely lost his mind!
“I beg your pardon?” Dad asks Adam.
“You gave me the authority, so I’m using it,” he says, sipping his coffee. “Unless that was just for show to flex your temper.” My head starts pounding with anxiety. “He’s more useful here than in the trunk.”
Father’s surprise molds into a cold smile. Without taking his eyes off Adam, he slowly wipes his mouth with a napkin and sets it down.
“That’s … interesting. My daughter’s taste in men is finally catching up with her poor judgement.”
Che testa di cazzo!What a dickhead!
Ah yes, another proud parenting moment.
Dad looks at Wes and gives a nod for him to stay put. Wes, on the other hand, gives Adam a furious glare, but Adam’s mischievous smirk doesn’t budge.
“Is there a reason you didn’t tell me about our daughter’s new bodyguard?” Mother insists, showing just how desperate she really is.
“Enough with him, Lorena.” Levi bangs his hand on the table, startling her. “We established he’s your spoiled little brat’s latest pet. What more do you want?”
“Hey!” I shout, but in vain. No one actually cares.
“Shut up,” Levi barks at me.
Adam grabs the last bite of his apple and stands up slowly, adjusting his shirt.
