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And he doesn’t give a shit about me.

“Six months ago. Give or take,” he mumbles.

“Why didn’t you ever tell me about this? How could you keep it from me?” I shake my head. “You told me they played a part in my brother’s murder, but that wasn’t true! You lied to me after that meeting with Vigo at Tatiana and told me the Villanis were involved with the murder. You made me hate people who did nothing to me — all for your own gain!”

“They are the reason why I was forced to claw my way back up to the top of the organization,” he grunts. “That was all you needed to know.”

“No! It’s not!” I say, my voice rising. Fury bubbles in my chest and I shove back my chair, popping out of it. “I am tired of being used by you. I am finished with your plans and your plots. I’m not a chess piece, Uncle. I am your niece. Your blood. And if you can’t treat me that way, with honesty and respect, then I am done with you and your fucking games. And this whole plan? Finished! I won’t hurt innocent people on your behalf! I’m done with it! Done with everything!”

Uncle Boris captures my wrist and gives it a tug. “You will sit down now and attend this meeting. You will do what is asked of you and I will make sure you have everything you want when it is all over.”

”Didn’t you hear what I said?” I ask through clenched teeth? “We have nothing left to discuss!”

“Oh, but you do,” a smooth, deep voice trills into my ear from behind. “So sit your ass back down.Now.”

I spin around, my breath hitching as I stare into a pair of ice blue eyes glaring at me so hard I actually feel a chill of trepidation sweep over me. “Who the hell are you?”

His thin pink lips lift into a threatening smirk. “I’m the guy who’s gonna get you everything you want.”

CHAPTER23

DANTE

Ipull up to the valet and drop my keys in the outstretched hand of the young guy who races over to hop in the front seat of my car. I crane my neck but the line out the door goes on for longer than I can see. Throngs of people loop around one of the hottest new places on the Strip, Artiste.

The guy at the door pulls it open for me and nods at me and Patrick, letting us through while the people waiting on line let out a collective groan that they aren’t low-key illicit celebrities like us.

“I’m glad you were around,” I say to Patrick once we get inside. “I’ve been wanting to try this place, and I needed to get the hell away from Matteo and Heaven. That apartment is ground zero, and I didn’t want to be anywhere near it once your sister really got going. Matteo has his work cut out for him tonight, that’s for sure.”

Patrick snickers. “Sounds like they’ll be having some hot makeup sex later.”

I groan. “I don’t need that mental image burned into my memory, thanks very fucking much.”

“Then let’s work on creating a different one, yeah?” He claps me on the shoulder and walks over to the bar where he finds an open spot between two bleached blondes who vaguely resemble Playboy bunnies.

But there’s only one blonde on my mind right now, contorted into a number of positions that make my dick tingle with anticipation.

Patrick waves over the bartender, a tall brunette with tits that are spilling out of the top of her shirt — much like most of the women in here tonight.

I guess it’s a ‘when in Vegas’ thing.

“What can I get for you tonight?” she asks, flashing perfect white teeth at us.

“Macallan, neat,” I respond.

Patrick nods. “Same for me, thanks.”

She gives us a wink and heads off to the glass shelf where the best whiskey is housed. A minute later, she places the crystal highball glasses on the lacquered bar in front of us.

“Feels a little like déjà vu, yeah?” Patrick says, taking a long gulp of his.

“Yeah, I’d really like to forget that fucking night at Tatiana ever happened,” I grumble. “Although, having your idiot brother here in town makes that hard.”

“I haven’t seen him in the past week,” Patrick says. “And neither have Quinn and Niall.”

“I’d hope that would mean he’s dead, but I know that’s not the case.”

“So what’s the plan, Dante?” Patrick looks at me with a lifted eyebrow. “He’s the one keeping this wedge between our families. It’s killing my father, even though he’d never admit it because he’s a stubborn ass. Niall and Quinn are thawing and it pisses Conor off. I think he’s on the brink of doing something really stupid to secure his place as boss of our family.”

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