“Of course, sir. I will be right back with that.”
She turns and walks out of the room. I let out the breath I was holding and rub my hand down my face.
“Seems you will have your hands full with that one.” Gio says from my right.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
“It’s obvious that you have some weird fascination with her. The question is that fascination going to get you or her killed?”
“Watch what you say, Gio. You might be one of my best friends and advisor, but that doesn’t mean you can say whatever you want.” I spit out at him.
“It is because I am your advisor and best friend that I feel I need to say it. You need to figure out what is going on with her. If you like her, cool. Make her your wife. If not, then you need to cut this off now. She has already caused you to have to kill one of your men.”
“Pagolo was a sorry piece of shit. He would have ended up dead anyways. I just did it before he could turn rat.”
Gio sighs. “I have a feeling he won’t be the last man you kill for her.”
“That’s enough Gio.” Lo says as he watches me clench my fists.
“Do you agree with him Lo?” I turn to my other best friend and watch him contemplate his next words.
“I think that it is a dangerous game you are playing, but it is your game to play. I do not worry about your mortality. I will protect you with my dying breath. I do worry about her safety though. Without your name, she is unprotected. The neighborhood will protect her the best they can, but what if she leaves Brooklyn? We control the boroughs well enough, but Brooklyn is home base, the only place that is truly safe. Just keep that in mind as you proceed. If you just want to dip your wick, then do it, but if not, then let her go or marry her.”
Suddenly losing my appetite, I stand.
“Let’s go.”
I don’t say another word as I head towards the side door. This time, I don’t care if alarms go off. I need to get the fuck out of here.
Chapter Four
Sofia
It has been two weeks since I saw Bash. I still remember the feeling in my stomach when I heard the alarms go off. Then I ran in to find they had left.
He had left.
I don’t know why it bothered me so much, but I pushed it to the side. I didn’t want to know what it meant.
The first couple of days I would find myself watching the door when I could, hoping he would come in. Or looking at his men in the streets hoping to catch a glimpse of him.
Then I would scold myself for caring. I shouldn’t care what he is doing or where he is. I shouldn’t be looking for him.
After a week, I got better at hiding my glances. I had to. Mia and Izzy had started to notice and were teasing me about it. Well Mia was teasing me, Izzy was warning me to stop. I don’t know what happened in the past with her, but I have a feeling it has to do with Giovanni. Anytime she sees him, she shuts down and becomes cold. Then for two days after she is in a bitchy mood. I know she grew up here and I wonder if she knew him.
Who am I kidding, if you grew up here you apparently know all of those men.
While I haven’t seen Bash, I have caught glimpses of Giovanni and Lorenzo on the streets. Every time I do, they give me a nod then go back to what they were doing. I figured they would ignore me like their king seems to be.
Bastard.
Fuck. I’m not supposed to care. Get it together, Sof.
I shake my head then look at my phone.
Fuck.
I got lost in my thoughts yet again and wasted time. I rush to finish applying my makeup.
