Page 130 of Sinful Lies

My skin prickles beneath his stare, but I say nothing.

He scoffs. “I suggest you all take a seat.”

Mikhail and I sink down into the black leather couch, and Alexei takes the armchair to our left. We sit in silence as Massimo pours us each a scotch.

He sets the drinks down in front of us, and Mikhail and Alexei immediately reach for theirs.

I take one look at the amber liquid and my stomach churns.

“My liquor not good enough for you Russians?” Massimo eyes my full glass as he pours himself one.

I shrug. “I prefer to keep a clear head.”

Massimo huffs a laugh as he takes a seat onthe couch opposite. He leans back, spreading his muscular thighs wide as he watches me closely. “Since when?”

“Since you decided to kidnap my wife.”

Alexei shoots me a glare, but I ignore him.

“Ah yes…Zara.”

The sound of her name on his lips has me seeing red.

I go to lunge across the table, but Mikhail slams his hand against my chest, pushing me back into the couch.

“Dimitri.”

My eyes are on Massimo.

His blue eyes gleam with amusement as he watches me.

“We have a proposal.” Alexei sets his drink down on the table, resting his hands on his knees.

Massimo waves one of his ringed fingers, silencing Alexei, as he jerks his chin in my direction. “You can talk, seeing as this proposal better involve you marrying my daughter.”

Keep it together.

I glance at Alexei, and he nods.

“You were right to suspect my marriage to Zara.”

Mikhail tenses beside me but remains quiet. “In the beginning, my relationship was nothing more than a convenient way to get out of marrying Lucia.”

“You son of a bitch,” Massimo growls, launching his glass across the room where it hits the wall and smashes. “I fucking knew I should have put a bullet in your skull when you came to my club.”

“Massimo—” Alexei starts, but I put a hand up to silence him.

“I don’t regret what I did.”

“You will when I make you watch your wife bleed out in front of you.”

It takes everything I have to keep my face neutral, to notreach for the weapon inside my pocket and show this fucker how serious I am.

“If you think killing her is going to make me marry your daughter, then you’re fucking delusional. I love Zara.”

My chest tightening as I speak the words.

God, that woman became my whole world without even trying. And this fucker wants to take her from me to replace her with a fucking spoiled princess? Fuck him.

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