Chapter 73. Living Together

Lucien

The men turned around, chagrined expressions on their faces. Schwartz colored, like a guilty schoolboy. He tried to change the subject, asking in return,

“How’s she? Mate, how is Proserpina?’

There was no ignoring the deep passion in his eyes, in his face as he watched the Boss who stood, hands clenched, breathing hard, his eyes narrowed.

But Lucien Delano had not become a powerful Don by being sidestepped, even if it was by his closest friend.

“What was that?’ he rasped, moving into the room looking more dangerous than he knew, the dark stubble on his cheeks adding to the roguish look on his face.

‘What are you keeping from me, eh?’ he barked.

Schwartz stood up, as elegant as ever though it was probably past eleven at night and he had been wearing the suit since morning. Like the other men, he had discarded his jacket too but he still looked as though he had stepped out from a photoshoot of a gentlemen’s fashion maga