Page 86 of The Gangster King

“Adelina.” He growls and I stop. “Did you use birth control?”

God.

I slowly turn, staring at the man who should be my protector. My father. Instead, he is taking more freedom from me than Dante did.

“Nothing happened between us.”

He glances at Leo. “Have her do a pregnancy test so we can tell Roger Amato with certainty she isn’t pregnant with a Baldassare child.”

Asshole.

I turn back to the door, rip it open and walk out, then run upstairs to my room.

When no one follows me after an hour, I shower and dress. I go into my wardrobe, pull up the carpet and wooden floorboards, pulling out the bag and documents I’d prepared months ago.

Logging into the computer, I check the balance on my international account and my emails.

My home in California will be ready in just a couple of days.

I’ll need to stay in a motel once I arrive if I leave today.

I have no choice.

I cannot marry Roger Amato or Dante.

Once I’m out of this house, I’ll be free of them all.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

DANTE

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“Drive past again,” I say, for the third time.

Nick turns from the passenger seat and watches me. “You sure?”

“Yes, I’m fucking sure.” I growl, not bothering to look at him. I feel like shooting him. I want to shoot all of them.

She left me.

She fucking left me.

When we pull into Adelina’s street, the driver slows, as he has every other time, but now I have a different plan.

“Stop here.” I demand.

The driver immediately obeys, but it’s Nick who twists. “Boss. What are we doing? We don’t have enough men with us to confront Carlos.”

I rip open the door, ignoring him.

“Open the trunk.” I demand as two of the soldiers from the car behind us dart out and surround me. I glance up at the Baldoni estate, taking in the men at the gates, the large trees and lamp posts lighting the way toward the house.

From here I can see a few lights on in the house, but it’s not fully visible.

What I know for a fact is that Carlos and Leo will already know that I’m here.

“Dante,” Nick says, holding up his hands and stepping between me and the limousine.