Page 33 of Pregnant By the Mafia Boss

“Then you’ll talk because you think we might save you, but it’ll be too late. So I’ll only ask this once. You get no second chances.”

I pull out a knife and bring it up near his face. “You think you know fear? You’ve not met me before. Why are you here? Answer me, and I’ll let you keep your left eye.”

He clocks the blade and see’s I’m not bluffing. He draws a ragged breath.

“The commission sent me.”

I slice his cheek, cutting deep. “That’s ridiculous. Try again.”

Antonio taps my shoulder, and I turn to see him beckoning me. “Don’t go anywhere,” I say to the guy in the chair.

I walk out with Antonio. “What are you doing?” I ask. “He’s on the ropes. Don’t fuck this up.”

Antonia waves his phone at me. “As luck would have it, a man in Rome owes me a favor, and he just messaged me with some useful intel.”

“Congratulations. Couldn’t be more pleased for you.”

He ignores the sarcasm. “Our cut-up friend in there is telling the truth. The commissiondidsend him.”

I roll my eyes. “Oh, that’s just fucking fantastic. So we’re torturing and about to kill a commission employee? What’s the deal?”

“We’re being excommunicated if we don’t hand over Keira to the high council within twenty-four hours. This piece of shit came to collect.”

“Why does the commission want her? She’s married to me, carrying my child. This has got nothing to do with them. She’s protected.”

“They got word she’s an informant for the government. If we don’t surrender her, we seal all our fates.”

“Surely they don’t believe that bullshit.”

“High council told them. Their word is sacrosanct, and the commission does what they’re told. Belief doesn’t come into it.”

I pull out my gun, walk into the lakehouse and point it at the man’s chest. He smirks up at me.

“Found out who I work for? Untie me now, and you might get to live.”

“You threatened my wife,” I say. “You die.”

I pull the trigger, and the back of the man’s head blows out.

The chair falls backward onto the ground with a thud.

“Great,” Antonio says, looking over my shoulder at the mess. “And what exactly will you tell the commission?”

“I’ll invite them to fuck themselves, with my compliments,” I reply. “We couldn’t have sent him back in that state anyway—it’s what they get for sneaking around.

“We’ve got less than twenty-four hours to sort this out before it’s all fucked. You get in touch with Kathy. She always liked you.”

“What do you expectherto do? She has to follow the rules.”

“She’s head of the commission. She can hold off the dogs while we go after Christian.”

Antonio is already walking away.

“I’ll call Kathy on the way,” he calls back.

I shake my head. “You think I’m leaving my wife and your family in this house?”

“You don’t think Dante and Luca can protect them?”

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