| LEO |
I didn’t get an ounce of sleep last night, so you can imagine how annoyed I am today. After my call to Cata, I almost left to kill the fūcker that went to her apartment. At least Samuel knocked some sense into me. He reminded me of the men I have stationed outside of her apartment.
It turned out that she was lying. It was only Clarissa. But I was still pissed because she had her phone off.
Now I sat in my office, fidgeting, tired as f**k, pissed as f**k, and waiting to find out if Samuel’s stupid idea actually worked.
My phone rang, taking me away from my thoughts.
“Dimmi,” (Italian for “Tell me,”) I said quickly.
“Capo, the roses were delivered,” one of my men answered.
“And?” I asked, impatiently.
“And she threw all twenty-five arrangements out of her window,” he to
