Chapter 19

I forced my eyes away.

“I’m assigning you a room in the estate,” he said. “With security personnel stationed on every floor. You won’t move through this building without someone knowing.”

I rose to my feet so fast the chair scraped against the floor. “No.”

“You’re not safe—”

“I don’t care,” I snapped. “This is exactly why I didn’t want anything to do with you. Why I didn’t want your money, your contracts, your cold-ass protection plans. I didn’t sign up for a mafia war!”

His expression didn’t change, but I saw the flicker in his eyes—something cold flashing just beneath the surface.

“I wanted to raise this baby alone, Wesley,” I continued, my voice trembling now. “I wanted peace. I wanted something of mine, untouched by all this.”

“Peace doesn’t exist for people like me,” he said simply.

I shook my head, swallowing the fear rising in my throat. “So now I’m being hunted by someone named... Risotto?”

There was a beat of silence.

“It’s Rizzo,” he corrected flatly.

I let out a bitter, humo