Page 75 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

I haven’t had that in so long, and didn’t realize it was something I was missing.

Until Lila.

I quickly shut off the camera, not letting the thought develop. I have more important things to think about, like what the hell I’m going to do with my sister.

Knowing I have access to Lila at the touch of a button has me on edge, but I choose to reward myself with a glimpse of her after I’ve worked for a few hours.

I’m trying to put through the paperwork to change the name of Mason’s International. It’s my fucking company, it should have my name on the door. But it’s not an easy task. It requires changing everything from our logo, domain names and email addresses, down to our stationery. The board will want to hold off, considering it’s such an expense, but I’m willing to put the money down for it.

I have a call with Kyle, my private investigator. I need him to look into some of Rosa’s friends, to ensure they’re not being bribed for information by Lorenzo. They’re teenagers and easily tricked, and I’m not willing to compromise Rosa’s safety.

If she knew I was vetting her friends, she would lose her mind, but it’s for her own good.

Around nine, a knock sounds at my door, and I let out a sigh, expecting it to be Marco, but it’s not.

Rosa’s head peeks in. “Have you got a minute?”

I get to my feet and signal for her to take a seat on the leather couch.

She shuffles inside, wearing sweats and her varsity jumper, her hair piled on top of her head. She’s wiped off her makeup and her eyes are red rimmed, as if she’s been crying. The sight of her like this has my anger flickering out as I perch on the arm of the sofa.

“I don’t enjoy doing this to you. I hope you know that, Rosa.”

She nods, tucking her legs up underneath her. She doesn’t look at me, but I know she’s taking in everything I’m saying.

“We’re doing our best to handle this situation as quickly as we can, but we can’t afford to make any rash decisions or any wrong moves.”

She nods again, wiping her cheeks on her sleeve.

“This isn’t forever, I promise.” I move to sit beside her.

I reach for her hand and she takes it. I squeeze three times, and she finally looks at me.

“Why do you get caught up in all this, Andre?” she whispers.

“Trust me, it’s not by choice.” I lean back, folding an ankle over my knee.

“Is it just about money?”

I shake my head.

“Then what is it about?”

I let out a long breath and look at my sister.

“It’s about justice, Rosa.”

“Is it worth potentially dying over?”

“Yes.”

“Is it worth me potentially dying over?”

My chest aches as I look into my sister's eyes.

“Nothing is worth that, Rosa. Don’t think for one second I would ever risk your life, or Marco’s. You’re my family, my everything, and I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”

Rosa is quiet for a moment before she gets to her feet.

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