~Victor POV~
Joe and I made it to the Brooklyn safehouse at 11 PM. I would have wished to have gone straight home to Bella after my dinner with Amelia but there were so many moving parts with the Bernardi Mafia organization right now that even the thought of cuddling under the sheets with my wife, kissing, and making love to her, over and over had to take a back seat. To be honest, this was also a well-needed distraction as hearing “I told you so” from Bella regarding her keen assessment of Amelia and her intentions towards me was not something I was looking forward to. Though seemingly I could keep the events of the night to myself, I knew that Bella had a way of pulling the truth out of me with no effort at all. One would have believed that lying was second nature to me, as easy as brea
