Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 95431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“She doesn’t mean as much to him as you think. He has been losing himself without you. She has been a friend, but she can never remain in his life.
“Sleep on it, love. If coming home with me is what you want, I will make it happen. It is time.”
I finish my water and nod. I have a lot to think about. I will get in contact with Mrs. Mairettie. I’m tired of living here alone.
I am ready to face my destiny. I will not hide forever. Michael needs to know I’ve become like him. I can stay with him now.
“Try to go get some sleep, love. We will talk again before I leave.”
“Thank you, Uri.”
I get up and head back to my room. My ankle is a little tender, but I refuse to limp and cause Uri to worry about me. Especially now that I know he knows.
I’m going to kick Adriano’s butt. I thought I could trust him. Now I wonder how long Uri has known.
“Put it down, or I will blow your head off,” I growl as I pull my gun and spin to face the woman in my home.
She glares back at me through blue eyes set in a brown face. She has a gun pointed in my face as well. I cock my gun, letting her know I mean business.
“So Uri has a thing for women who carry guns,” she says calmly and tilts her head to the side. “At least you’re pretty. I would have been pissed if he were cheating with someone ugly.”
“What are you talking about? Why are you in my home?”
She cocks her gun. As she does, I notice her heavily swollen belly. Who is this woman to Uri?
“What the bloody fucking hell?” Uri barks as he enters the space.
I see him out of the corner of my eye, looking utterly shocked. The woman now looks pissed as he stands there in nothing but his holster and sleep pants. I’m confused, but I haven’t taken my gun off her.
“Symphony, this is my pregnant wife. Put the gun down, love. Tina, this is Michael’s wife, Symphony. I need you to put your gun down too.
“On the count of ten.” He begins to walk toward us slowly as he counts. “One … Two … Three … Four … Five … Six … Seven … Eight … Nine … Ten.”
By the time he gets to ten, neither of us has put our gun down. Instead, we both stare at each other, confused. She is pretty, I will give her that.
Uri grabs both of our guns and begins to lower them. However, she pulls another and aims it at me. Just as swiftly, I pull my other one.
“Michael’s wife, my ass. Since when has he been married? Uri, you have me so fucked up right now.”
“I am Symphony Isabella Mansilla-Trovati-Donati. I am Michael’s wife. Uri is my brother-in-law.
“I have been married to Michael for sixteen years. We were married in Italy when I was fourteen. You can put your gun down.”
I release the clip and the one in the chamber from mine and hand them over to her. She looks at me then back at Uri. Then to me again.
“Oh hell no. You keep those. Uri, you hand her back that other gun. Michael and that home-wrecker are going to answer some questions for us.”
“Michael and I have spoken at length about what’s going on with him. I’ve been coming to Boston for wellness checks, but I also would like to bring Sim home to Michael.”
“You know what? You and your hidden family and family secrets are about to make me lose my shit, Uri. A whole-ass wife. I’m going to need a list of all your properties by the morning.”
“Why is that, love?” Uri says through an amused smile.
“I’m going to check them all to see if you have any more hidden siblings and in-laws.”
“Don Alessio Trovati is my grandfather. My husband is to be his successor. I am being kept a secret from my great-uncle, who wishes to take that from me and Michael.”
Her eyes widen. “Does Sam know about this?”
Uri purses his lips. He looks annoyed. I begin to pop the band on my wrist as I feel like I might have said too much.
“Yes and no. He knows about Leonardo Trovati and that I want him dead. I will accept my seat at the Alliance table because of Michael and Sim. Leonardo Trovati isn’t as smart as you are, bella.
“He hasn’t figured out that Hush isn’t one man. Now that we have married, it doesn’t make sense for her to continue to hide. Leonardo will figure it out soon enough that I was never married to Don Trovati’s granddaughter. It has always been my baby brother,” Uri replies.
“Then we make him hush. What’s the problem?” This woman shrugs.