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lover, grandfather, and I
will not abide by him coming to my place of work and fawning over
another man!”
    The frail don pushed up. “He is NOT your
lover! He is Bianca’s husband, and you don’t disrespect a man in
front of his wife because of your vile jealousies. Go back to the
house now, or you will be packing your bags and leaving for America
tonight! And if you harm Jagger in any way you will have to face
your uncle’s wrath.”
    Ma tteo swore, then stormed toward the
door, the guard following him out.
    The frail don turned to me. “I apologize
profusely for my wayward grandson. What he said was horrendous, and
for him to say it in front of you is unforgiveable, so please be
assured that he won’t go unpunished for this.”
    “ You have nothing to apologize
for,” I said, “nothing at all. If my husband wishes to take comfort
while I am otherwise occupied, I am not one to judge
him.”
    The don’s eyes widened. He
appeared temporally stunned, then he barked out a laugh, his gaze moving to
Alberto. “How were you so lucky to get such a wonderful woman as a
wife? My Gaby would have made me a eunuch for such an
infraction.”
    Alberto laughed, although it sounded
forced. “Luck.”
    “ You should take my name then,”
Lucky said, “because right now I am not living up to it. That son
of mine really is going to be the death of me.” He turned to his
side, looking at Thierry who had been standing there stiff during
the argument. Lucky waved at him to come over.
    Thierry stood frozen, his face
betraying his terror.
    “ Boy,” Lucky said,
“g ive me a
drink.”
    Thierry moved forward stiffly. He
handed Lucky a glass of wine, then placed a glass in front of the
other men, getting the correct one for Alberto. Lucky swallowed his
down in one go, while the others ignored theirs.
    Thierry skittered off, looking as if he
couldn’t wait to get out of there. I concentrated on Alberto,
massaging his tense shoulders. “Have a drink,” I said, “it will
make you feel better.”
    “ S ì ,
listen to your lovely wife,” the don said, picking up his glass.
“Let’s drink to our families’ new alliance.”
    Alberto picked up his glass in response,
then put it back down, shaking his head. “I cannot.”
    The don put his drink down. “What did
you say?”
    “ I’m sorry, don, but I cannot drink to
this new alliance until you stop your grandson from sexually
harassing me. He threatened my cousin’s life today if I didn’t bed
him. I am not that kind of man, and I do not want Matteo, and if you wish for this alliance to
continue, you will make sure he is kept away from me and my own.
You will also make sure that your brother ceases torturing Jagger.
When I went to see Jagger today he was not capable of…” he breathed
out, “…he was too damaged to do anything. I understand that
the Padre has his needs, but he will have to make sure he doesn’t do
anything to Jagger that requires more than an hour to recover
from.”
    “ It is not my place to
tell my brother what to do with the man who mutilated
him.”
    “ It is your place if you want us to stay allies,
otherwise I will tell the Black Russian about what has happened to
his guards, and what your brother is doing to his lover.”
    The don’s eyes widened. “What do you
mean: his lover?”
    “ Oh, did I fail to tell you that
the blond guard you took is the Black Russian’s lover?” Alberto
smiled at the don’s silence. “Which means: if you don’t want that
crazed lunatic to wipe out your famiglia , I suggest you rein in your brother,
otherwise I will be on the phone to him tonight detailing
everything that is happening to his lover.”
    “ How dare you threaten my famiglia !” the don yelled.
    “ I am not threatening them; I am
protecting my own famiglia . And don’t think you can kill me over this, because if I
don’t phone the Black Russian back every night he will descend upon
this island like the plague that he is.”
    The don’s face