The Mafia's Slave: Claimed By My Stepbrother
I asked Cain, not bothering to mask my annoyance and irritation.
I would have to speak with Keith to caution his fucking right-hand man because the last thing I wanted was getting harrassed and humiliated like this.
“He is not here,” Cain stated tightly.
“Excuse me?” I demanded, as I couldn’t really fathom what he was going on about.
“Mr. Keith is not here,” Cain repeated.
“Where is he then?” I asked.
“He has returned to the Institute,” Cain responded.
I chuckled drily.
“You are kidding me, right?” I asked Cain and he shook his head.