Page 105 of Sinful Wrath

“Your word means shit until you put a ring on my daughter's finger.” He turns to face me.

“I have every intention of doingjust that.”

“Then why the hell are you bothering me?”

“You might want to sit down for this.” I move to sink into one of the velvet chairs.

“If you think I don’t already know about Ivanov’s role in attacking my daughter, then you’re even more stupid than I thought, Koslov. You’re not the only one with contacts.”

I clench my fists as I try to keep my temper in check.

How the hell did Dimitri ever manage to have a conversation with this fucker? I’ve barely shared three sentences with the guy and already I want to put a bullet in his head.

“Good, then I should assume you are also aware that he’s planning another attack at our wedding.”

Massimo narrows his eyes at me as he waves a finger at one of his men to pour him another drink.

“Thatisnews to me.”

“I think it’s in Lucia’s best interest to postpone the wedding until the threats have been taken care off.”

Massimo huffs a laugh, though the sound is nothing short of chilling.

“Oh, is it now?” He snatches his whiskey out of the hand of his bartender and downs it in one gulp.

“Believe me when I say that I care about your daughter, and I want this wedding to happen just as much as you do.”

Massimo waves a ringed finger to cut me off.

“I don’t give a fuck if you care for her or not. This wedding must go ahead as planned, Koslov. I’ve given you plenty of time to get your head around the idea of saying goodbye to your bachelor days?—”

“Massimo,” My patience is wearing thin.

I don’t miss the anger in his eyes, but I don’t have time to be intimidated by him.

“These threats on Lucia’s life are more important.”

“Which is exactly why this marriage needs to go ahead.”

I let out a frustrated breath and lean back in my chair.

I knew Massimo would be stubborn if his daughter’s anything to go by, but I didn’t actually expect him to beworse.

“You can’t be serious. Igor is literally planning an attack to take place during the wedding, and you still want it to go ahead?”

“Yes.”

“You’re insane.” I get to my feet.

It’s clear that this meeting is nothing but a colossal waste of my time, and I’m already running out of it as it is.

“I’d watch your fucking mouth,boy!” Massimo snarls.

“I’m just watching out foryourdaughter, which is more than I can say about you.”

I duck, narrowly missing the glass Massimo launches in my direction.

“You’ve got some fucking nerve.”