Page 148 of His Enforcer

I let out a small laugh, and Luca glowers at me. “Oh, you think this is funny?”

“Kind of. You are a shit.”

“So are you.”

“Fuck off,” I reply with a cough and then blush when he leans closer and whispers, “You’re also a slut. My slutty husband.”

I roll my lips between my teeth and swing my eyes out to the large estate, seeing Jake and Bane moving out to the gardens, the two of them continuing to chat in sign language while Teddy watches on, his lips in a small frown.

But before I can think too much about that, I see Casey move up the steps, followed by a few other guards I recognize from my short trip out to Mikhail’s home. When Casey’s eyes meet mine, he smiles.

“Look who the fuck it is. So good to see you, man.” Casey touches my shoulder gently and then nods at Luca.

“Heard you two fuckers got married.”

“I was forced,” I murmur, but still feel my heart flutter in remembrance.

“Yeah, you look real pissed about it,” Casey remarks and then lets out a laugh.

“Anyway, we’re ready for a debrief whenever you are. But Aggie said she had some food for us inside.” The men behind him all sigh in relief, as if they’ve just been starved for days.

“I think they need to eat and then we can have the meeting,” Angel interjects, standing up and walking inside.

The Russian guards look at Mikhail and then turn to follow their little husband inside.

It seems we all realize who rules the roost.

When they all disappear inside, Anthony turns toward Mikhail, lifting an eyebrow.

“I know. Do not say a word,” Mikhail grumbles. “You raised a very strong son. I have lost all of my control.”

Anthony laughs lowly, and I turn my gaze toward Luca, who is watching me intently.

“What?” I ask, feeling suddenly nervous.

“Just thinking how pretty you look.” I flush crimson, and he leans a little closer to me. “Husband.”

My skin tingles as he reaches out his fingertips and brushes against mine.

“Your ring arrivestomorrow.”

I glance down at my finger, the place where it will sit, before meeting Luca’s gaze once more.

“You’ll wear it,” he says. It’s not a question, but more of a command.

“Maybe,” I reply, but he can tell by the slant of my mouth and the pounding of my pulse that I will.

Once I can put it on, I’ll fucking wear it until I die.

And for the first time since laying eyes on Luca, I realize that I have him.

He’s mine.

“Your aunt and uncle will be visiting,” I say, breaking the news to him as we get situated in bed.

We had a meeting with Mikhail and his guards, as well as some of our own, preparing to confront the Sirens. It’s going to be bloody and messy, and when we found Bane on the other side of the wall, listening in on our meeting, we realized it’s going to be chaotic as well.

This could go horribly wrong.

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