“There’s also another possibility,” Sal added.
“What?” I asked.
“Sensio,” he replied, crossing the line again, even though I understood it. Sal’s loyalty has never been solidified to any one person. It was easy for him to think people could turn because he could be for the right price or opportunity.
“No way,” Leo argued, but I couldn’t rule the possibility out completely. Information about me and mine were getting back to Gio someway and I needed to find out how.
I looked at Sal. “Look into anything you can find on Sensio,” I told him.
“Luca, are you serious?” Leo asked surprised. “He’s your guard, for crying out loud. He’s been with you forever.”
“I need to be sure, Leo. So, I’ll need you to check the money on his end and Gio’s to see if anything connects.”
Leo shook his head, but muttered, “Okay.”
I glanced between my two brothers. “Also, I’m getting married.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Leo snapped before heading over to the bar. “Of fucking course, you are.”
Sal eyed me.
I eyed him back.
“Anyone I know?” he asked, and I knew he knew. Sal was always up on his computer systems. He must have caught the search Phoenix did on Aldos and recognized Remy in the café footage that we had tapped into.
“Yes,” I answered, ignoring Leo’s muttering as he poured himself a drink.
Sal smirked. “Congratulations, Luca. It’s about time.” Sal was looking forward to dethroning Gio and, that alone, assured me that I had his full support with Remy.
“Sal knows her, but I don’t?” Leo complained.
Sal’s smirk turned into a full-blown grin. “Yeah. It’s the girl who saw us kill Dimitri that night in Rotary Heights.”
Leo’s green eyes bugged out. “Are you fucking kidding me?” Before I could confirm Sal’s declaration, Leo was already pouring himself another drink.
The kid was going to need AA by the time this was done.
Chapter 16
Remy~
The cool sheets greeted me again this morning and I decided I should probably get used to it. Yesterday when the guys had excused themselves from lunch, Frankie and Robbie had offered me some tips on surviving being with Luca Benetti. One of those tips were that, more often than not, I’d be waking up in an empty bed because he’ll get call away at odd hours of the day.
The thought had depressed me.
The entire afternoon had felt like prepping for a final exam or something. After the girls had given me permission to call them Robbie and Frankie, it could have felt like we were just friends hanging out, but it hadn’t been that at all. They were preparing me for a life I never thought I’d be living.
Robbie had been more help than Frankie, simply because she was getting used to her new norm as well. Frankie grew up with this shit and with those men, so she wasn’t intimidated in the least. Robbie admitted to still feeling nervous around Luca. She also kept calling him ‘Luca freakin’ Benetti’ much to Frankie’s humor. She found it hilarious.
It had also felt weird when Phoenix and Ciro had come down from the penthouse and told me Luca had a meeting with his brothers and would join us later. I wasn’t sure if it were true or if Luca was trying to give me time to get to know his friends better, but it had been truly daunting hanging out with Frankie, Robbie, Ciro, and Phoenix without Luca around.
A few hours later, Luca had finally joined us, but it had been to bid our farewells and take me upstairs. The secret staircase had thrown me for a loop when I’d first seen it, but when I was shown the corridor connecting the apartments, I felt like I was being initiated into a secret society.
But, then, I probably was.
Ciro had even scanned my palm, so I had access to the building, their apartments, and Luca’s penthouse. I had wanted to scream that it was all too much and point out that they were entrusting their lives to a virtual stranger, but I hadn’t. I seriously didn’t think they’d listen. Whatever Luca had told them about me, they had embraced it completely as the truth.
The bag of clothes and toiletries had been delivered like I was the Queen of Sheba, and Luca had grabbed it as he escorted me back to his place. He had offered to give me a tour of the place, but I had been so overwhelmed with everything, I knew I couldn’t absorb anything more. I begged him to just let me take a shower and call it a day.
He let me shower, but he hadn’t let me call it a day.
Luca spent the rest of the evening deifying my entire body again and I let him. My body had been sore, but it had taken him in anyway, as if it knew he belonged there. Now, waking up alone, I pulled on his wrinkled dress shirt and went searching for him.
I got lost within five minutes.
“Luca!” I yelled like a lunatic in the middle of what might be a hallway or could be the eye of the Twilight Zone. Who knew?
A few seconds later, he emerged from around the corner, shirtless and sweating.
Holy. Mary. Jesus. And. Joseph.
He grinned. “I was in the gym,” he said. “You should have let me give you a tour last night.”
I just stood there gawking like a tween meeting her celebrity crush for the first time.
“Keep looking at me like that, and I’m going to take you back to bed,” he said. His dark eyes danced as he took in my appearance. “You look good in my shirt.” He wrapped his arm around my waist, and I didn’t care that he was sweaty. The man was too sexy to be real. “I think you should walk around the house like
