Page 25 of The Sicilian Billionaire's Disposable Wife

But before she could even say a word—

"I received a report from my security team."

Kendra forgot about everything as soon as she heard that. "Are you in danger?" He had told her that his days of being his father's son were long behind him. But he had also warned her that it was a world he would never be able to completely leave because it was La Rocca blood running through his veins.

"It seems I've vastly underestimated your sister's desire and ability to inflict harm."

Kendra paled.This had to do with Thelma?

"The cameras your twin attempted to plant all over the penthouse had transmitted real-time footage of the place, and she had uploaded it to the dark web in hopes that any of my enemies would find use of it."

Kendra didn't even know what to say. The cameras. The ones she'd noticed on the screen and couldn't think about because the nightgown had been louder. Thelma hadn't been recreating the bedroom scene. She'd been building a weapon.

"I'm so sorry—"

"I was informed earlier that your ex-husband had reached out to you?"

"Y-Yes." Kendra wasn't used to Dario cutting her off so abruptly, and why was he looking at her like she had suddenly become a stranger to him?

"And that he spoke to you about my past."

Her eyes widened. Was that why he was acting like this? Her heart started aching all over again. For him.

"Dario, it's not—"

"I believe that's my line."

Kendra was starting to feel like she was losing her mind, and her heart felt the same. It didn't know whether to feel hurt for him or for herself. What was happening?

"Because it's not what you think. I've never been obsessed with you in that sense."

"I know—"

"Do you, really?"

Kendra couldn’t help flinching at the sharpness of his voice. "I don't understand why you're talking to me like this," she whispered.

Dario's jaw tightened. "I'm talking to you like this because your sister's criminal acts had put people's lives on the line. Have you ever thought about that?" He took a step toward her, and she saw his fists clench at his sides, the knuckles going white. "The whole staff working at the penthouse. They're in danger because of what she did."

No. No. No.

She hadn't thought of that. How could she not have realized—

"Because you're stupid." Dario forced himself to say the words even if it killed him to do so, and the way he saw his wife jerk and pale...

That killed him, too, but he forced himself not to care about this either.

This was how it was supposed to be from now on.

"I chose you because you fit my requirements. And I never told you what those requirements are, have I?"

Kendra tried to take a step back, but his hand shot out, his fingers locking around her wrist like a chain that held her in place.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I d-don't think we should—"

“You don’t think we should what?” he bit out. “Talk about the truth?”