Bound By Blood
The distinction was small but significant.
Leonard turned to her, his dark eyes searching her face. "Are you alright?"
"Yes," she answered, surprised to find it wasn't entirely a lie. "Who was that?"
"Salvatore Conti. He controls most of the shipping routes along the southern coast." Leonard's hand came to rest at the small of her back again, guiding her toward a quieter corner of the ballroom. "We have... history. He's testing boundaries."
"Using me," Isabella said flatly.