Page 75 of Black Widow's Kiss

“Now, were you allowed back into the country in exchange for doing a job?”

“Si. My brother needed me to do a job.”

“Your brother said you could come back in the country if you took care of his son. Is that right? Dante Ricci?”

He again froze, this time trying to figure out who I was.

“That’s what he wanted me to do. But I wasn’t going to do it.”

“What were gonna to do, huh? Were you gonna warn him?”

“Yes, I was gonna warn him.”

“You were gonna find him and let him know that his father had sent you to kill him?”

“I could never hurt him. He’s my nephew.”

“So, what were you gonna do instead? Were you gonna offer to help him kill his father?”

He froze, this time confused.

“No. I wasn’t going to do that?”

“Then what were you gonna do, huh?”

“Who are you? Dante? Matteo? Are you Matteo?”

I glanced back at Kuroi.

“Yeah I’m Matteo. And you were gonna betray Pa, weren’t you? After he let you come back, you were gonna tell my bitch ass of a brother why you were here, weren’t you?” I said building to a shout.

“I swear, I wasn’t going to.”

“Then why haven’t you completed the job?”

“You were supposed to give me the gun. I was where I was told to be. You didn’t show up. I waited for an hour. I thought you weren’t coming. If you give me the gun, I’ll do the job.”

“And you could do this to family?” I said feeling the anger pulse through me.

“Your father told me that fag is fucking the son of his enemy. That’s not family. Family doesn’t do that. He’s a disgrace. A disgrace!” he yelled. “Give me the gun and I’ll take care of him like your father asked. Untie me and give me the gun,” he said with a mixture of anger and fear.

I looked back at Kuroi a final time. His eyes reflected what I felt. I knew what I would do next.

Perhaps I should have been nervous driving to Sunday dinner at my parent’s house. After all, my father had sent his brother to kill me. I wasn’t though. It didn’t even matter that this would be the first time my father met my new husband.

I didn’t know how father would react to him. Dressed as Kuroi was, I couldn’t imagine it going over well. He was wearing a jumpsuit sort of thing that was like what he wore to dinner with Matteo. It wasn’t the same one though because this one was dark blue without the fancy stitching. And this one had sleeves.

He also didn’t wear much makeup. At least it didn’t look like he did. It took him forever to get dressed so maybe he was going for an invisible look, or whatever you call it. Either way, I could barely stop myself from peaking over at my husband as we drove.

“Did I tell you that you look beautiful?” I said reaching across the car to take his hand.

“You haven’t,” he said with a smirk.

“You look beautiful,” I said pulling his hand to my lips and kissing it.

“Thank you,” he said with a smile. “I’m nervous.”

I looked at him doubtfully. “Why would you be nervous?”

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