Page 104 of Sinful Wrath

Alexei’s jaw flexes, but he nods. “Is that everything?”

I open my mouth, ready to tell my brother about my colossal fuck up with Katya, but my phone buzzes again in my pocket.

When I see it’s Rosa calling me again, a sense of unease washes over me.

“What is it, Rosa?”

“You need to remember that I’m just the messenger here, Koslov.”

I’m instantly on alert, wondering what the hell she’s about to reveal.

Alexei and Anton share a look, and I try my best to keep my face neutral, not to give away the fact that internally I’m shitting a brick.

“Rosa.”

“I had a few of my guys looking into Igor to confirm he was behind the attack in Madison Square Park.”

“You already told me about that, Rosa.”

“I’m fucking getting there,” she snaps, and I bristle at her tone. “One of them just got back to me and caught wind that he’s planning another attack.”

“When?”

“Your wedding.”

I’m already stalking toward the door before I even hang up the phone.

Alexei follows me. “What the fuck was that about?”

“I need to go and speak with Massimo.” I pocket my phone.

“Why?”

His footsteps follow behind me into the foyer, but I don’t have any time to waste.

In two days, the life of the woman I love will be in colossal danger, and it’s up to me to keep her safe.

I arriveat Massimo’s club thirty minutes later.

No doubt I’ll be getting angry emails from my friends on the force letting me know that I owe them another favor for making my speeding offenses disappear.

But that is the least of my fucking worries.

Massimo doesn’t look pleased by my surprise arrival, but then again, I don’t think I’ve ever seen the guy crack a smile.

Perhaps we are similar after all.

“What do you want, Koslov?” He glances over his shoulder at me as he slams his rocks glass down on the bar. “You better not be backing out of this marriage.”

I shake my head, tucking my hands into my pockets as I glance around the private room at the back of the club.

There’re two guys behind the bar watching me closely, as well as another by the door.

I have no doubt that each of them is carrying multiple weapons, but so am I.

I just hope that I don’t have to use them.

“I gave you my word, Massimo.”