Page 39 of The Silencer

That or my plan to use Angelo will have to come to fruition.

I shut my feelings down regarding that issue, flipping the switch as my legs carry me down the gravel path straight to where Tatum and Luca are conversing. Teddy’s gaze swivels to me for a moment before he continues scanning the horizon.

Good man.

He knows his job and his place.

Luca, however…

“Oh, look who it is,” Luca says with a grin when he sees me approach. “How am I not surprised by this?”

He grins up at me, and I see mischief bubbling in those dark gray eyes.

“Oh, hello, Anthony. Didn’t notice you there,” Tatum says, his cheeks slightly pink. Oh, he saw me. He noticed me.

I made him notice me this morning, when my fist was wrapped around his dick. He cried my name when he burst into my hand.

“Luca, we have important matters to discuss,” I say, thinking about sending him on another international flight just to get him away from Tatum. Although, that would be a bad idea. I need him here.

I need him by my side.

Just not at Tatum’s side.

“I thought our meeting with Raphael was after lunch.”

“I’ve moved it up.”

“Well, Boss, I can’t accommodate the new schedule. I currently have plans with Tatum here.”

Viktor shifts next to me, his knuckles cracking. He can’t stand Luca. I know that Luca’s disrespect is making him want to throw punches.

Not that I’d allow that between coworkers.

No, I’ll deal with Luca in my own way.

Tatum glances up at me and grins, the bruise around his eye still so pronounced, and yet the ointment that Agatha gave me has been working.

In a few days, those bruises will be completely gone.

“And what are these plans?” I ask, holding my hand out to stop Viktor from moving forward and grabbing on to my right-hand man.

“Well, Tatum asked me to take him to see his friend, Ben.”

My nostrils flare as I take a deep breath. “No, absolutely not. Ben can come here.”

Tatum sighs, and Luca runs a hand over his mouth, trying not to smile. That fuck. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

“I’d really like to get out of the house.”

“You are out of the house,” I say, pushing my hands into my pockets.

“Yes, but confined to these gardens. I mean, perhaps if I could go down into the?—”

“No.”

He rolls his lips between his teeth. “But I’m so very curious.”

Luca lets out a small chuckle, and I glower at him. Perhaps I should let Bane loose on him.

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