A wife for the villain

Angelica

I needed a mega cup of espresso, advil, and several more hours added to my day if only that were earthly possible—in exactly that order.

It was so unlike me to be thrown off my path that when I left Curtis's office two nights ago, I was determined to make sure I had him right where I wanted him this time. Which explained my pounding head. I had spent the whole of last night and this morning going through Curtis's files in detail and only managed to catch some sleep in the afternoon. The man had tons of dirt to his name.

It was already 6pm when I checked the time on my phone. I had a missed call from Spider, which caught me off guard. Spider was my major source of insider information about the Arciero family. It wasn't easy to get a hold of him; he only helped me because he had a nasty history with the Arcieros himself, but that didn't mean I didn't have to twist his arm for information every time he had something new.

Wondering if something was wrong, I dialled his numbe