CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
KIERAN
The meeting with Roberto had gone exactly as badly as I'd expected. He'd brought two other uncles with him, presented a formal petition for a family council review of my leadership, cited the bride switch scandal as evidence of poor judgment.
I'd shut him down, reminded him that I was head of this family and would remain so, but the confrontation had left me tense and irritable.
By the time I got home around six, all I wanted was to decompress. Maybe hit the gym, work out the frustration with my fists instead of words.
But then Melinda appeared in my study doorway, hesitant smile on her face, overnight bag in her hand.
"Bad day?" she asked.
"You could say that." I loosened my tie. "Roberto's being difficult about the leadership question."
"I figured. You'v
