I just hope he's not dangerous.If he is that would land me in a different kind of trouble.I'm only telling myself he can't be if Gibbs checked him out and came back with nothing amidst.
When I get to my office I rearrange Massimo’s diary like he requested, rescheduling a month ahead.It takes me all morning.
Jacques is supposed to meet me for lunch in five minutes so I start putting my things away.A knock sounds at my door when I stand to grab my jacket.
“Come in,” I call out.
As the door swings open my heart stills when I look at Dominic.He walks in, eyes glued on me, but his face is unreadable.
“We need to talk,” he says, cutting past pleasantries.
“Unless if it’s about work, I don’t think we should.”
He bares his teeth, then his lips part to answer me but another knock on the door steals his words.
Damn it, that’s supposed to be Jacques.
“Come in,” I say and sure enough it’s him.
The look Dominic gives him when he walks in actually scares me, reminding me who he is.
D’Agostinos Inc. is a reputable company, but not many people know it’s run by mafia men who are as ruthless as they are merciless.That was the reminder I got from that one look Dominic gave Jacques.
“I’m sorry I hope I didn’t interrupt anything,” Jacques says looking more at me than Dominic.
“No, I’m ready to go,” I answer.
“Actually we were talking,” Dominic cuts in like the asshole he can be.
“No, we were not. That discussion was over,” I shoot back.
“No… it was not over. We are not over,” he says and I don’t miss the inference he’s making.
“Perhaps I can come back a bit later,” Jacques says, not missing the meaning either.
Panic races through me when I see the dark jealousy in his eyes.
My God, no… I can’t allow him to be jealous, and not of Dominic.Dominic is messing with my plans, emotionally and physically.I can’t blow my chances with Jacques in the auction.
“No, we can go now,” I cut in before Dominic can talk.I can see him gearing up to tell Jacques to fuck off or something like that.“Dominic I’m going on a lunch date with Mr. Belmont.I’m sure you can talk to Massimo about whatever it is you need to talk to me about.I know you wouldn’t want to cause any upset to a client Massimo considers respectable.”
That does it. It calms him down.He’s like me when it comes to Massimo.He won’t want to mess up business relations.
“No, I wouldn’t,” Dominic replies.“Enjoy your date. I’ll catch up with you later.”
“Nice to see you again Mr. D’Agostino,” Jacques says.The smugness on his face infuriates me, and Dominic.
The crude expression Dominic gives me and the hardened stare Jacques throws back makes me feel like I'm caught between two well-dressed predators who want to fight to the death over their prey.
“And you,” Dominic finally answers.
Jacques turns back to me and gives me his arm.“Mademoiselle, ready when you are.”
I take his arm and I don’t look back as we walk out.
My heart pounds in my chest a thousand miles an hour as I process what just happened, and what Dominic said.
He said we weren’t over.
Aren’t we?