39. Dante

I tap my finger on my thigh, the only outward sign of the feelings raging inside me. I'm livid and ready to unleash my monster. That dumb fuck Killian heard I'd decided to go with Andrei because his offer was better and called a meeting. Wanting to know how much the Russians had offered and if he could outbid them. Of course, they hadn't offered more. I'd told Andrei I would sell him my products if he let that incident with Emiliana go. Someone had framed her and only wanted to get her in trouble. Andrei agreed and then went to brag about it. Word reached Killian and he demanded a meeting. Which I had to attend because I'm not looking to make the Irish my enemies. Things were going well. We came to an agreement to split the product this time and I would source more next time. Enough for both of them. We were on the verge of forming an alliance when fucking Alessandro showed up.

Things went to shit. The fucking bastard came in guns blazing, accusing me of backing out of our deal. Accor