Page 21 of Ruthless Oath

That was why Marchello was on edge. That was why he told me he wasn’t going to let me distract him or mess with his head. Damn. Persuading him to help me was going to be a lot harder if he really thought I was the enemy.

“Just turn around and pretend you didn’t see me,” I said. “I need to leave right now.”

My father was going to make a move against Marchello and his family, even though Marchello had saved my life the other night. I couldn’t let that happen.

I opened my car door and got inside.

“Lissia,” Michael said. “Don’t do whatever you’re planning. It won’t end well for you.”

If I stayed here, I would have to marry Danny. If I warned Marchello, I would betray my family.

“I’m screwed either way.”

Five

Marchello

I hunchedover my father’s desk, scrutinizing the plan. This shipment we were about to move for the cartel was crucial. If I fucked this up, people would know I wasn’t a suitable replacement for my father.

That couldn’t happen.

Lissia burst into my office. “Marchello!”

I glanced up from my paperwork and glared at her. It was bad enough this entitled woman had plagued my thoughts for days, but now she barged in unannounced and took me away from business.

“Didn’t I tell you to go back to the arms dealer?” I flipped through the papers that didn’t need my signature until tomorrow, but I would not allow her to believe she was important enough for me to drop everything for her drama.

“Didn’t I tell you I don’t listen?” She closed the door. “No one was out there, so I came in.”

“Without knocking?”

She glanced over her shoulder. “Do you want me to go out and knock?”

“Yeah.” I leaned back in my chair, admiring the way she filled out that sexy red dress. “I do.”

“Are you serious?”

I returned to reading my paperwork.

“Fine.” She huffed as she turned and stomped out into the lobby.

I got up from my desk and walked around the other side as she knocked. The fact that she did what I told her to do with little resistance caught my dick’s attention.

What else can I make her do?

“Who is it?” I asked.

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Watch your mouth or you might not like how I make you watch it.” I could shove my cock so far down her throat; she would think twice about ever using foul language in front of me again.

“It’s Lissia Gallanti.”

I loathe her last name.“Come in.”

She opened the door and stepped in, shutting it behind her.

“What brings you back here?” I trailed my gaze along her flawless body. “When I was so specific the last time you were here.”

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