ISABELLA'S POV
"Our child," he interrupted. "You grew up in this crime family and you turned out fine...but I'm working on that. Legitimizing the business. Transitioning out of the illegal operations. In five years, maybe less, the Konstantin empire will be completely legal."
I stared at him. "You're lying."
"I'm not." He pulled out his phone, show me some spreadsheets and documents I don't fully understand. "I've been working on this for months. Since before you left. It's slow, complicated, and dangerous...rivals don't like seeing power structures shift. But it's happening."
"Why?" I can't keep the suspicion out of my voice. "Why would you give up that kind of power?"
"Because I don't want my child growing up in the same world I did." He put his phone away. "I don't want them to see
