Worried

ISADORA POV

I stumbled to my feet and staggered toward Luca, grabbing his arm. I didn’t care if his expression brought grown men to their knees or if he was one of the most feared men in the States, only rivaled in his cruelty by the monsters in Vegas. Luca wouldn’t kill his pregnant cousin, but he might kill the father of an unborn child. “He was broken up over Josephine, out of his mind from pain and anger. He didn’t know what he was doing.”

Luca’s expression didn’t change. Maybe my words only made things worse? If Luca thought Jude acted on impulse, spurred on by his emotions, he might remove him even faster.

Bile traveled up my throat. “Andrea might have been a rat anyway. I don’t know.”

Luca pulled his arm out of my grip. “I’ll talk to Jude, and he’ll explain everything to me.”

I stared up at him. “You won’t kill the father of my unborn baby.” It was meant as a question, but somehow it came out as a threat, and for a moment I wanted to laugh at the insanity of the situation.

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