I tilt my head in question as I wait for Katie to answer me. She also knows the way of our world, even if she’s not part of it.
“My father brought me.” She lifts her nose into the air, as if she’s too good to even answer me.
“Then it looks as if I’ll be paying him and your brother a visit in the morning. As for tonight, leave. You’re not welcome, and you know it.”
She glares at me as if she can’t believe I would speak to her like this.
“Leave before Leo sees you,” I demand.
She spins and heads toward the bar, completely the wrong way.
“For fuck’s sake. I could really do without this tonight,” I mutter.
“Alessandro,” Jade puts her hand to my chest as she looks up at me with her big blue eyes. “Does it really matter if she stays?”
Pulling her hand from my chest, I glare down at her. “Yes, it really fucking matters. She’s been Leo’s go-to fuck for the last few years. How do you think it’s going to make him look that he invited his whore to his engagement party?” I raise my brow in question.
Jade lowers her head and clenches her jaw. She’s not naturally submissive, and I don’t mind that. But when it comes to my world, she’s out of her depth, and she knows it.
“Come, I need a scotch.” I place my hand on Jade’s lower back as we head toward the bar.
A little while later, I’m talking to Maximus, our enforcer, when Leo storms toward us.
“Now, that doesn’t look like a face in love,” Max smirks as I hand Leo his scotch.
He snatches it from my hold and takes a big gulp.
“Have you seen what I have to fucking deal with? Beatrice is fuming with me, and who does she seek for comfort? My own fucking brother.” Then he snorts. “Love? You know we’re not capable of love, you stupid asshole.”
Maximus grunts at the mention of Enzo, Leo’s younger brother. We can all see Enzo is infatuated with Leo’s fiancée. He and Beatrice are best friends, but it’s definitely more for Enzo. Unfortunately for Max, his younger sister is promised to Enzo.
Now, that’s a sticky, love triangle. Square? I mean, I’m not even sure how many of them this involves.
“Well, I did tell Katie to leave when I arrived. Guess she didn’t listen.” I shrug and sip my scotch.
A stunning mane of white-blonde hair catches my attention. She’s turned away from me, but I could recognize that ass anywhere. She’s wearing a floor-length gold sequin gown that’s tight fitting. Shaped to that beautiful peach, showcasing its perfection.
“Seriously, if Nic catches you checking out his sister one more time, he may gut you this time.” Leo smirks, as Max chokes back a snort bringing his fist to his mouth.
“She’s stunning. He shouldn’t let her out looking like that if he doesn’t want me looking at her.” I shrug and turn back toward the guys, glancing at Leo. “Shouldn’t you be more concerned that your little fiancée is currently wrapped up in your brother’s arms?” I raise my brow as Max hisses at the mention of Enzo again.
“Fuck, how many times do I have to tell him,” Leo growls as he storms away, shoving his empty glass into my hand.
“Well, I think I may go and ask Dante for a dance with his little stunner of a daughter,” I smirk at Max.
“Your funeral.” The bastard raises his drink in salute and strolls off.
I make my way over to Dante, who’s currently dancing with Cam. I step up next to him and nod my head. Dante is underboss of Boston. I know how to show my respect. I also know that he wouldn’t hesitate to skin me alive if he knew what I was thinking about his little princess.
“Alessandro, to what do I owe the pleasure?” His lips tip at the corners.
“If it’s okay with you, I would like to dance with Carmella.” I send her a grin and see her small smile as she lowers her head to hide it behind her halo of hair.
“Of course.” He sends me a stern look as he steps away, allowing me to take Cam in my arms.
“Cam, how are you?” I use my index finger to lift her chin to look up at me.
Not that I have to lift it very far, she’s not short at five foot seven. With her heels on, her eyes are level with my chin.