#Chapter 37 – Home Again

I give credit to my stripper name and go very, very still as I stare at the Don of the Romano family like a little baby deer in the headlights. Slowly, the Don’s face stretches into a wicked smile, and I see that he likes my fear – likes his women, perhaps, knock-kneed and trembling. Something about that realization – I don’t know what, but it makes me raise my chin in protest. His smile deepens. But a hand wraps around my arm and I’m yanked stumbling to Christian’s side. “Enough,” Christian growls, glaring at his father as I find my feet next to him. “This is finished. Don’t ask me about it again.” The Don just laughs at his son’s command like he’s genuinely entertained to see Christian try to boss him around, but Christian just ignores him, moving towards the door and taking me with him. I hear Nico and Frankie’s footsteps following fast behind us as we move through the office door, and then the hallway, and then out into the main part of the house beyond. As we walk, I glance u