Page 4 of Playing with the Devil

Once inside he shut the door and motioned for me to have a seat. I glanced around for a second and he placed a glass down on his desk in front of me before sipping from his own.

“Bourbon.” Was all he said before sitting down behind his desk. I knew I’d like the motherfucker.

I leaned back. “Nereus Jaun Valentino.”

He placed his glass down then rested his interlaced fingers on his lap. “Let me guess… you’re interested in the other twin.” Amusement danced in his tone.

Interest gripped my spine. I wasn’t aware that he was familiar with my current… situation.

“The little brunette who conned her way into your life.” He clarified.

The muscle under my right eye ticked slightly as I fought the urge to lose my composure. Don’t fuck this up. “Thought you were done with this life.”

He merely shrugged. “There’s no guarantee that everyone else will accept that, so I made it my responsibility to stay informed.” He rested back, leaning his elbow on the cushioned armrest of his chair. “But don’t worry. I would’ve fallen for her too.”

“I didn’t book a session with you, Moretti, so don’t try to fucking analyse me. You can’t.”

His hard stare didn’t waver from mine and with a single nod he reached for his laptop, opening it.

His fingers shifted across the keyboard before he turned the screen in my direction. “The address Nereus put down for the event.”

Pulling my cellphone out of my breast pocket I typed in the address. Forty-five minutes away from here.

The low rasp of his voice filled the silence. “I will collect, De Luca.

I texted my men the address and instructions to head over discreetly. If anyone saw them, my plan would go up in flames.

I offered Moretti a curt nod. “I know.”

Standing to my full height I headed for the door, leaving his office. I hurried down the stairs until movement to my left forced me to stop.

Steadily, I entered the kitchen to see the little brunette humming before she whipped around and froze like a goddamn dear in headlights.

“What are you doing?” Her voice trembled.

“Checking out their latest plaything.” My eyes scanned her appearance.

“I am not their plaything,” she snapped, crossing her arms over her chest and my eyes locked with hers. She’s braver than earlier.

“And she bites.” My amused tone made her scoff.

“Excuse me?”

“Antonio.” Kaden’s voice appeared behind me, and I turned slightly, grinning.

“She’s sexier than the last one.” I offered lingering amusement to the tense atmosphere in the room.

Kaden stepped forward, a murderous gleam lighting his eyes. He kept his tone low. “Get out of my goddamn house.”

Turning fully, I met his hard stare and in Italian, I said, “We never saw each other today.”

If any of her people got word that I was in their city, they’d slither into hiding. Moretti knew keeping his mouth shut would be beneficial to us both, so he only offered a nod, and I headed straight for the front door.

CHAPTER 2

Antonio

Slamming my car door shut behind myself I watched Cesar approach me with his laptop in one hand, his other typing away. A forty-five minute drive easily turned into a thirty minute one.