51. I'm Already One

Antonio

The thing about unexpected surprises is that they are unexpected and I do not like unexpected. I like to have everything go according to what I had planned beforehand and just like I had planned it.

But now here I was with my fingers tapping on my thigh as my driver drove through the Milan traffic to interrupt a couple that would be enjoying a private breakfast with a scenic view when I reached the hotel they were staying at, if my sources were correct. And they always were.

I knew why they were here and as much as I wanted to deal with this problem in my own way, I couldn't just kill the woman who I owed my life to and I kind of like her husband despite how much he aggravated me with her intense over the moon possessiveness and jealousy— which was kinda amusing to be honest. I had never understood that emotion, how could a man ever be jealous of another. Shouldn't a man be confident enough in his ability to keep the woman he wanted from straying away and if she did then she w