Chapter 38

I Dante roll my neck until it cracks. The sound makes Lorenzo glance at me. He’s been back home for over two months, and I love having him here, but he’s not as involved in our family business as he was. Anya has medical appointments that he needs to attend with her. I expect he can feel the tension in me too, even from a few feet away, but I can’t fucking help it. This whole situation with Kat and the baby, and how unreasonably pissed it’s made our father, who calls me about setting a wedding date at least four times a week, has me on edge. Not to mention that we still haven’t figured out who was behind the shootout at the restaurant a few months earlier. I need to do something to work off this rage that is burning through me. If she wasn’t five months pregnant, I would work it all out with Kat. Lock us in my bedroom and fuck her seven ways to Sunday until I feel better. “…so, I told him to go fuck himself,” Tony says, directing my attention back to the two men sitting opposite. My fa