CASSIAN
As much as I hated sitting in the same room with Lorenzo, I was going to tolerate his fucking gaze.
I sat in Zach Vellani's office with Lorenzo—he still had a bandage on his right hand, courtesy of my anger—next to me and fifteen other men.
I knew they would all pull a bullet to my head right now if they could.
I didn't give a fuck what Zach's opinion was on me backing out of the contract.
Vittorio had touched what belonged to me and awakened a new monster.
So cutting off Vincenzo's head and sending it to his home in New York was proof the devil I'd tried to ignore was buried inside me.
And I'm sure Zach Vellani didn't want to have an encounter with that devil.
I wasn't going to marry Karen. It had always been the plan, and having Don Dante in Monaco made the decision easy.
Honestly, Karen had fucking surprised me by getting pregnant for her trainer.
Smart girl.
