Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Ivan is unable to hide his shock completely but covers it up after a moment. He manages to have a look of disdain on his face as he responds. “You take the word of a lying piece of shit like Zervas over me?”
“Normally, maybe not,” I admit again.
“Then—”
“However, there’s one thing you should know going forward when you deal with a piece of shit who has no brains. They sing like canaries when they get caught. To help that along I had my brothers inject him with crap that made sure everything he said was truthful answers to the questions they asked. Since, he’s pretty much confirming everything he said before about you—plus more, I’m sure you can see how I might not give a fuck how upset you are at this moment.”
“This is absurd!” Ivan barks.
“That’s what I thought,” EZ responds, entering into the conversation. “Especially since you and I have business dealings and you knew already that I had claimed Helena as club property. There’s no way you would ignore that claim, right, Ivan?”
I watch the screen as Mikail and Viktor’s bodies tighten when watching their brother. Then, Antonio enters into the fray.
“Niko? Didn’t you have this exact conversation with Ivan?”
“That I did,” Niko confirms, and this was before Zervas took Helena with this insane plan. So, I’m not feeling too great about the promises you gave me Ivan.
Ivan lets out a growl and says he has had enough of this conversation. It’s going nowhere and I’m tired of being marked a liar. I want proof that Cirillo is dead.
“You can have it, but I need you to listen to me Ivan. I may be in Greece, but I think that you get my family has a wide reach. Helena belongs to me. If you so much as breathe in her airspace or look at her again, I will rain down hell on you and that’s a promise.”
He looks at me and the hate on his face is clear to see. I don’t flinch. I give it right back to him.
“I’ll also want a meeting next week to see how my club will proceed going forward in dealing with the Levkin family.”
“There will be no meeting!” Ivan yells, slapping his hand down.
EZ ignores him and continues. “Mikail and Viktor, I’d like you present. Contact me and let me now a convenient time. I’ll only be dealing with the three of you together at this point. I don’t like the fact that my claim on Helena was ignored either. She means something to my wife and my friend. You know that Titan’s property isn’t to be touched that is the basis of our deal in the first fucking place.”
Ivan snarls, “You are overstepping and mistaking his importance!”
EZ laughs. “Man, try me. You think I give one fuck about showing you that my crew and I can back up our demands, then come at me. My boys will enjoy it and when it’s done, we’ll make sure Mikail is at the head of your family. And you?” he scoffs. “Fuck, I’ll let my boy Rage play with your bones. You’ll love how he likes to make the bones of pretty Russian men into cock rings.”
Ivan ends the conversation by turning off his connection. I find myself joining my brothers, Antonio and Niko in laughing.
“EZ, please tell me there really is a Rage in your crew,” Antonio questions—still laughing.
It’s Shadow who is there with him that responds. “There is and I’ve seen the bones . It’s creepy as fuck.”
“Stop,” EZ replies with a smirk. Rage is really a teddy bear.”
Yeah, if that bear is seven feet tall, over three hundred pounds, and has anger issues,” Shadow replies.
I find myself laughing again.
“Victorio, are you coming home tomorrow?”
“I have a meeting with a realtor on that matter we discussed a couple days ago,” he replies in answer.
“Good. Let me know what you think.”
“Will do. I need to finish up some information here. So I may be a week or so. You still have a man on my angel?”
“You know it. Her and Melina are still enjoying their visit.”
“Good,” Victorio responds.
“Marco?” Antonio questions.
“Yeah?”
“Melina will want to talk to Helena, but I told her tomorrow so the two of you would have time to rest.”
“I’ll tell Helena. Antonio, thank you for—” I stop talking when he holds up his hand.
“We’re family. Your name may not be DeLuca, but in my book, it is, Marco. Just. Like this asshole,” he mutters, elbowing Niko.
“Petrova is sexier.”
“Motherfucker that’s not even your real name,” Antonio responds rolling his eyes.
“It’s the one my wife and baby has. It is me.”
“Fair point,” Antonio responds. “Anyway, welcome to the family, Marco, Elias, Sebastian and Gio. I owe each of you more than I could say for keeping my Melina safe until I found her. She is my world.”