Take Care Of Her

[Massimo’s POV]

I stay with Tatiana until she cries herself to sleep and then decide that it is time to take care of business.

Slowly, I get up and make my way across the room. After giving her sleeping figure one last time before heading out.

Downstairs, the welcome-back banquet is in full swing even if the guest of honor isn’t present, and I can feel the bastards presence.

I had to admit, he had some balls to stick around after reducing Tatiana to that, but no matter, this was even better for me.

Straightening my suit, I head down and make my way to where he sits alone, drinking.

"Enjoying the party?" I ask, clamping a hand on his shoulder.

"What do you want?" He asks, knocking my hand off. "I don’t think we have any business, do we?"

"But we do," I counter, trying to keep myself from beating the shit out of him right here and now. "So would you mind having a chat with me?"

Growing quiet, I wait as he stares at me as if trying to decide exactly what it is that I want, and when he se