We have been sitting at Azure for the past hour. Deno is laughing, Kylie is going on about Vincent.

Our wine is going down smooth, the table decked with snacks and my favorite chocolate truffles.

“How is it that he leaves you more pissed off than when he leaves Marco? And those two can fight,” Deno muses.

“I have my way sugar. Nice to keep things interesting.”

Kylie who is sitting by the window goes stiff as a small smile plays on her lips. A smile I know too well.

Curiosity gets the better of me and I turn my head.

“Speak of the Devil.” I sneer seeing a man I hoped to not lay eyes on today.

Deno finds me amusing as he stands up. He has removed his jacket and pulled up his sleeves since our 2nd shooter. His hair is still sleek and his jaw clean-shaven. His prominent nose, showing his strong Italian heritage.

I keep my eyes on Deno, ignoring the man approaching us.

“Ladies,” Marco says all polite, if only he was like that, polite.

“What brings you here,” Deno asks as the two kisses and hug.

“Actually, Aliyana.” My body goes stiff at the mention of my name from his lips.

His

turns around and I glare at his retreating

as Kylie makes an uh oh sound and

march after him, and

as I take the passage, and before I even have a moment to think, I am getting pulled into Deno’s office.

I blurt out. I haven't seen him since a week

fuck do you think

should try it, maybe it will get that stick

a wall and crowds me in, “Bull fucking shit. I received a very interesting call about 30

close to my face and it takes me

same picture with

to ask you one last fucking

lunch with

member of the Bratva? Do you think I am fucking stupid? Aleksie doesn’t understand the concept of family. There is absolutely no scenario where Alice, Aleksie and you are sitting together catching up on old family drama. So, I am going to ask one more fucking time, what the fuck are you doing?” His eyes are holding my own in a prison, waiting for me

you

you are a part of my people, Queen or not, how the fuck do you think this looks,

okay, what do you want me to tell you?” I scream.

“The truth, Goddammit.”

told him. Everything

you know about

belongs to a Biker club is not the reason I’m talking to the siblings I hate the most. Nor was it my sudden desire to know Alice and Aleksie. They

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