Born in Blood Collection Volume 1 - Cora Reilly Page 0,158

won’t go for a second round right away.” My eyes flitted over the bruises on her hips, inner thighs and upper arms. I lowered my gaze to my lap and blinked away angry tears. Bibiana stepped into the shower and turned the water on. “Val?”

I stood and approached the shower stall. Bibiana’s expression was imploring. “I know I shouldn’t ask you this, but is there anything you can do?”

“Is he doing anything that goes against Dante or the Outfit? Anything at all?”

Bibi shook her head as the water plastered her dark hair against her forehead. “He’s loyal to the Cavallaros.”

That’s what I’d suspected. “Dante won’t act unless he’s a traitor, but maybe we can set him up.”

Bibiana’s eyes became huge. “You would trick Dante if we did that. You can’t go against him, Val. I can’t ask that of you.” She put on a brave smile. “I’m being overdramatic. Women have been going through this for centuries, and they all survived.”

Maybe, but that didn’t mean Bibiana should suffer through it.

She stepped out of the shower and I handed her a towel. “Let’s talk about something else. How are things going with Dante and you? Have you…?”

I nodded, a blush heating my cheeks. “Twice.”

“And? Was it bad?”

“No, actually it was…” I trailed off, realizing what I was doing. I couldn’t talk about how much I’d enjoyed being with Dante when Bibi had just been mounted by her pig of a husband. “…okay,” I finished halfheartedly.

Bibi gave me a look. “I know you, Val. I can tell that you’re lying. You don’t have to hold back because of me. I know that there are women who enjoy sex.”

“It was good,” I said.

Bibi took my hand and squeezed. “That’s good. You deserve some fun after the years with Antonio.”

I wanted to throw my arms around her and hold her, wanted to have Tommaso killed for her, but instead I merely squeezed back. “One day Tommaso will be gone, and then it’s your turn.”

She nodded, but the hopelessness in her eyes gutted me. “He’s fifty-two. With my luck, he’ll live another thirty years. I’ll be old and bitter then.”

* * *

Twenty minutes later, I was back in the car with Enzo, heading home.

As we pulled up in front of the gate to the premises, my eyes were drawn to a man standing on the other side of the street, and I jerked in surprise. It was Frank.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Frank? I’d recognize his red hair and lanky stature anywhere. Enzo shot me a look, but I quickly tore my eyes away from Antonio’s former lover before Enzo followed my gaze. What was Frank doing here? He should know better than to creep around the house of a mob member, especially the Boss of the Outfit. But then, Frank probably didn’t know that’s what Dante was, unless Antonio had revealed more to his lover than I was aware of.

I tried to keep a passive face as we pulled up the driveway, but I wasn’t sure I was succeeding. Enzo definitely had picked up that something was wrong and kept looking my way. “Thanks for picking me up,” I said and slipped out of the car the moment we came to a stop in the garage. Once inside the house, I strode upstairs into one of the guest bedrooms facing the street, but when I peered out of the window, Frank was already gone.

I had to figure out a way to contact him to find out what he wanted. But how?

I wasn’t supposed to leave the house unguarded anymore. And I didn’t even know where Frank lived, but I had a feeling he’d show up again soon. There must be something he needed to talk to me about. What if he wanted to blackmail me?

Great, now Dante’s manipulation was making me paranoid. Next time Frank was around, I’d simply have to find a way to sneak out of the house to talk to him.

A knock made me jump. The door was ajar and Gaby poked her head in. “Dinner’s ready,” she said shyly. “Mr. Cavallaro is waiting for you.”

“Couldn’t he have told me that himself?”

Gaby flushed. “I’m sorry. He sent me to get you.”

I touched her shoulder as I walked past her. “Don’t worry. I’m not blaming you.”

She followed a few steps behind me as we headed downstairs. Before I entered the dining room, I turned to her. “You don’t have to trail behind me. We can walk side by side, Gaby.”

She nodded before she disappeared through the