Page 59 of Trapping His Darling

“Milyy,I swear to God, if you don’t tell me?—”

“Viktor. Please stop. Just come home and see.”

*click*

She fucking hung up on me. The disrespect irked my brain to the point of throbbing. I was going to strap her ass once I got back to the penthouse. Just when I thought my wife could behave, she did some shit like this to piss me off.

It only took two minutes to get home, but it felt like forever.

When I saw who was on the floor in the hallway between the kitchen and the living room, I literally had to rub at the tension over my eyes.

It didn’t help.

“You want me to get you some pain medicine?” Tiffany offered. “Or I can whip you up something?—”

“Be quiet. Go to your room. Wait for me there.”

She pouted but did as she was told.

I pulled out my cell and called Roger. I didn’t bother with a hello. “I need all the cameras in my penthouse building wiped immediately.”

Fuck, the Italians were going to declare war over this.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Viktor

“I want this cleaned up,”I barked at my men while pointing to Isabella’s dead body. “No trace found. You got it? Find her car. Make it disappear. Find her men. They won’t be far. Eliminate them. Get the name of every business between here and the Italians. No one saw anything. I want this bitch vanished.”

My men moved quickly, with the lead delegating who did what, taking the Italian’s body with them. Roger already had our computer people altering footage throughout the area. I only had my wife left to contend with.

I marched into the bedroom, ready to beat her ass. But when I walked in, I found her standing with her nose in the corner. It soothed my temper some. She really did try to be a good girl for me.

I sat on the bed. “Come here,milyy.Stand before me.”

Tiffany did what she was told without hesitation. She kept her head bowed.

“Did you invite her here?”

Tiffany shrugged. “Why would you think that?”

“Because you are dressed to receive guests, Isabella’s men are not here with her, and any visitors to the building would have not been allowed past security without your express permission.”

“Yes, I invited her,” she confessed.

“Why?”

When she inhaled deeply, I knew she was going to lie. But then the heavy exhale told me she changed her mind. “So I could kill her.”

“How?”

“Poison.”

“Ingested?”

Tiffany shook her head.

“Then how?”

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