CHAPTER 35: Giovanni's POV
The sun was already high when I stepped out of Mirabella’s apartment. And I saw red. She asked for two weeks and what? She thought it was enough freedom to host that fucker at her place? I should have asked the security detail to report her every move to me, not just if she was in danger.
The drive to the port took longer than usual. My mind was too loud. Mirabella’s face, her mouth, her voice, the quiet fire in her when she stood between me and that prick. I didn’t like the way he looked at her.
By the time I pulled up at the warehouse off Dock 4, the men were already waiting. I ran a tight ship, and that meant no one breathed unless I said so.
I walked in, flanked by Lorenzo and Carlos. Inside, the long metal table was already set with the layout of our d
