Chapter
“You’re glaring again,” Marlo said, his tone tinged with amusement as he leaned against the wall.
“Something feels off,” I muttered, not bothering to mask my frustration. My eyes flicked to Alex, seated in the garden, her laughter weaving through the chatter of the kids around her.
“Isn’t that the first sign of love?” Cash chimed in, smirking like he’d just cracked the world’s greatest joke.
“Cut the crap. This isn’t about love,” I snapped. “I don’t love my wife. I’m just … I’m doing what my father wanted. Keeping her safe. Getting her to trust me.”
“To fall in love with you,” Antonio added, arching a brow.
I shot him a glare. “If that’s what it takes, sure. But let’s not forget, this is the same man who wouldn’t lose sleep if something happened to her. None of this adds up.”
