Chapter 6. I’m Here

Ennio’s POV

“How the heck did Rafa lose them?” I shout, slamming my hand on the desk so hard that I’m afraid my bones will break.

“Eno, you gave the order for us to stop trailing him. By the time we went to smoke out his hideout, they had already left,” Ash explains, sipping the rest of my scotch down his throat.

I pace across my study unbelievably. Fucking Giovanni has escaped my clutches again. I huff, giving it a rest as I plop down in my leather swivel seat.

“I need a favor,” I say, recalling that nearly today, I would have lost my bride even before I had a taste of her.

“Which is?” Ash asks, standing up to listen more keenly as he always has.

I rub my chin long and hard, pondering whether it is the best decision or not. Giovanni will never stop. He’ll never stop until he takes everything I have from me. To be forewarned is to be forearmed, and if coming down t