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Anya’s mischievous smile widens. “I must confess, I’m exquisitely happy to have you join us this Friday night at midnight.”

She offers a sleek black card with only an address. “Welcome to the Ivanov Auctions.”

Dominic leans over and takes the card, pocketing it.

Not long later, we leave the luxurious hotel, and I look at my phone.

No reply from Rya.

Dammit!

No surprise there.

And yet, her stubbornness brings a tight smile to my lips. The little vixen.

“Perhaps I should be asking for a generous donation as well,” Dawson says, standing beside me.

“Maybe your rates are too cheap, and you should learn to ask for more.”

He chuckles at that.

“Are you sure about this? Once it’s done, there’s no going back,” Dominic warily adds.

My jaw tics, and I glare at him. Since coming to New York, he’s questioned my methods multiple times. He doesn’t understand what it takes to clean these houses, and this is nothing more than another cleanse. Granted, they made it personal when Rya was put in danger.

He grows silent and nods, opening the car door for me.

Everything is beginning to roll, and next will be the new head of the Torrisi family.

CHAPTER31

Rya

He’s standing out front of my work, leaning against his car, waiting for me. He’s been sending me more emails, telling me about his day. I thought my lack of response might offer a hint, but Mr. Monti played within his own insufferable league.

Dear Miss Ricci

I am most apologetic about the sweet little red pieces I cut.

Let me make it up to you.

Reply.

Crue

Dear Miss Ricci

I will quite enjoy when you sit on my face and let me eat you out, wifey.

Reply.

Crue

Dear Miss Ricci

It is not in your favor that you don’t reply to my emails and requests.

Or maybe you like being tied up and treated like a very bad girl.

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