Russo's Pov
“I think I have said all I needed to, Marcus. We will be taking our leave.”
I took Elena's hand in mine and guided both of us out of the stadium. The children were waiting in the car with Sue, while Ruktik and the other men stood by the cars.
I pulled Elena back to me before we reached the cars.
“What?” she asked.
“What were you doing with him?”
“I'm sorry, who?”
“Don't act as if you don't know who I'm talking about. Answer me.”
“Is that a command or a question?”
“I don't give a f**k what it is, Elena,” I snapped.
“I won't answer it,” she fired back. I released my locked jaw and loosened my grip on her small wrist.
“I am the Head of the Ndrangheta family. You must obey me.”
“So, it is an order then?” she asked, her tone unchanged.
Urgh! Why is she so maddening?!
