The Rassi family were dangerous—Stefanos especially. She should have known that the moment her father started acting like a trained pet for them—like if he didn't do exactly what they wanted, he'd end up dead.
But her father never tells her anything. Not even now.
And here stood Ian Basti, the last man who should be here. Stefanos already thought something was going on between them and his presence here…
She never should've called him.
"Is something wrong, Diana?" Stefanos asked, a smirk curling his lips.
She looked at him. "No. But…can I speak to Mr. Basti alone?"
He cocked a brow. "Why? Something you can't say in front of me?"
"That's not it. I just… I'd like to speak to him. Alone."
He glanced at Ian, but Ian's entire attention was fixed on Diana. Territorial. Possessive—it was bordered on dangerous.
But it only made Stefanos smirk deeper. Ian Basti had made one mistake—thinking he could claim something that wasn't his.
