65: Truth teller

Pov: Andre

I was sitting at the edge of the desk, playing with a switch knife, flicking the blade open and pushing it back in, as I considered what to do, weighing my options.

I couldn't think of one that didn't end up with Bianca leaving me at the end of tonight. Every time I looked at Delilah, just for having Grigori's surname, just for having his blood flowing in her in her veins, I wanted to fucking do to her what her father had his men do to Bianca.

I couldn't be sure that she was truly innocent, there was no way Grigori would have kept his child seperate from the mafia with the kind of enemies he has.

Yet, here she was.

He had let her venture into the den of lions, he had let her interact with his enemies and befriend the stepsister of his biggest enemy. She had fucking attended our party and was dating my consigliere.

She was either a very stupid girl or she was a very gifted spy.

That left me with two options. Either Delilah was truly innocent and I was reading too much into t