Chapter 64 Watch Your Back

• I sat at the head of the long conference table, my fingers curled around the armrests of my chair. The air in the room was thick with tension, every man in Alessio’s inner circle waiting for him to speak. The weight of what we were about to do pressed against my chest, but I didn’t let it show. I couldn’t.
• Alessio stood at the far end of the room, his hands braced against the table, his gaze dark and unreadable. When he finally spoke, his voice was calm, controlled.
• “Donatella thinks she can play games with us,” he said. “She thinks she can strip Becca of her status, turn my allies against me, and get away with it.” He lifted his chin slightly, his expression sharp enough to cut glass. “She’s wrong.”