“I should go check it out,” I said.
“Do you need backup?”
I shook my head. “Matteo is already there, along with several of our men. I think we’ll be okay.”
He nodded. “Then I’m going to see Isa. Text me for updates.”
“Yeah, okay.”
We climbed out of the ring and headed to the locker room. After a quick shower, I headed over to Rockwood, thinking about Isa the entire time.
This was more than just me missing my girl, although I did miss her… like fucking crazy. But there had been something bothering me for the past couple of days that I couldn’t shake off.
A terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Either something terrible was about to happen, or it already did. I didn’t know fucking which, but my intuition was rarely ever wrong.
23
ISA
Valentino took me to lunch.
Two days had passed since that morning run-in with my dad.
The swelling on my face had considerably decreased, even though the bruising was still visible.
I had a ton of makeup on my face now, and while it had done its job at making me look passable, I still felt a little off.
I should have told Valentino I didn’t want to meet up for lunch, but I missed my brother. And I didn’t like the way we ended things before.
I also decided to tell him about everything over lunch—from all that was going on with Dad to my relationship with Elio.
I didn’t want to hide it anymore.
I wanted to see Elio more freely.
And perhaps Valentino could…
Perhaps Valentino could set up a marriage with Elio.
My face heated at the thought.
This wasn’t how I imagined it would go when I thought about a marriage with Elio.
To have my brother set it up with Elio’s family.
I had imagined Elio asking me… ideally, in a romantic setting that would make me cry happy tears.
But that was just my fantasy talking.
And there was a part of me that didn’t believe Elio wanted marriage.
I let out a small sigh and felt Valentino’s eyes on me in the car.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said quietly.