Time to be done with this.
"We'll back you up on this. Split the profits fifty percent down the middle,” I announce.
"Fifty percent? I'm risking my men and my name," Sandro's body nearly bristles with anger suddenly, as though he feels insulted by the very words.
Alec is smiling, as is Declan and Knox. We've got him where we need him.
Sandro is a perfect solution to keep the Russians occupied. Enough to buy me time to deal with them on my own, just after the wedding.
The wedding.
It holds a place in my mind, like a chapter. There’s before the wedding, then there’s after. I don't question why the wedding is suddenly a timeline for all my actions lately, since it’s pretty clear to me where I’m coming from.
The wedding means a woman who has no idea what her insertion into my life is co
