Chapter 69

• Mey’s POV
• Dinner had gone better than I expected. It wasn’t perfect—Amy seemed a little nervous meeting Lucas and his father, but I could tell she was doing her best to stay calm. Lucas was as charming as ever, the perfect picture of the mafia king he was. Even his father, the old man who had made me shiver with just a glance, seemed impressed by her. I hated how Amy looked up at him like he was some sort of god, but I kept it together. It was a game, after all, and if it kept her on our side, I’d play it.
• We ate, talked, and laughed, but as usual, business always seemed to creep into the conversation. Lucas’ father mentioned something about a name—Viper. The way the room went tense made me pause mid-bite.