Born in Blood Collection Volume 1 - Cora Reilly Page 0,171

to give him the finger, but I’d passed the age where I would have considered acting on it. Bibi plopped down into the passenger seat and I slipped behind the steering wheel. “You are without a guard?”

I shrugged. “I didn’t want to waste time looking for Enzo or Taft.”

“I don’t want you to get in trouble because of me,” she said miserably.

I started the car and pulled away from the curb. Bibi’s guard didn’t try to follow us. He knew where we were going anyway. “I won’t.”

“Does Dante ever beat you or force himself on you?”

“No. He’s not violent. Well, at least not in our marriage. Of course I know that he’s perfectly capable of atrocious acts. He told me he doesn’t believe fear or hatred belong in a marriage. That’s probably why.”

“He’s a good man.”

“I wouldn’t say that. If you want a good man, you have to go looking outside of the Outfit.”

“Remember when we were young and dreamed about finding our Prince Charming and marrying him? I was obsessed with Disney princes. They were all so gallant and good.”

I smiled at the memory. “We were young and stupid. I’d give everything to be that clueless again, if only for a few hours.”

“Yeah.”

It was almost ten when we finally stepped into my home. “Do you want to grab something to eat, or would you like to try to get some sleep?”

“I’m not really hungry,” Bibi said hesitantly. “But I don’t think I can fall asleep right now.”

“We could sit in the library and talk a bit. Or I could run you a bath so you can relax.”

“I think I’d rather talk. I don’t want to be alone.”

“Okay, I…” I trailed off when I saw Dante heading our way. Bibi stiffened beside me, her terrified gaze darting to me. I wasn’t sure why, but I positioned myself between Dante and Bibi. He noticed, of course, and gave me a searching look. “Good evening, Bibiana,” he said politely.

“Evening,” she said quietly. Dante’s cool blue eyes scanned her bruised face and arms briefly before they fixed on me. “Tommaso called me to ask if his wife was here. He said you’d picked her up at their house without his permission.”

“His permission?” I hissed. “She’s not a dog. I don’t need to ask him permission for anything.”

“That’s what I told him,” Dante said calmly, startling me.

“You did?”

Bibi watched us with wide eyes.

“Of course, you are my wife. If you want to have a word with one of the wives of my soldiers, you have every right to do so.”

We both knew that wasn’t the reason why Bibi was here. Dante wasn’t blind. I hoped he could see how grateful I was for his support. “So he’s okay with her staying the night?”

“I didn’t know that’s what you’d planned, as you didn’t inform me,” he said simply. I could hear the hint of a reprimand in his tone. He knew I’d left without a guard—again.

“I didn’t have the time,” I said. “But I think Bibi should stay here, so Tommaso can calm down.”

“If he comes here and asks for her, it would be against our traditions to deny him. She is his wife.”

Bibi nodded. “He’s right. I shouldn’t have come.” The defeat in her eyes and voice almost brought me to my knees. I shot Dante a pleading look.

Dante pulled his phone from his pocket and pressed it against his ear. After two rings, I could hear a deep voice on the other end but I couldn’t hear the words.

“Yes, Tommaso. I want you to accompany Raffaele when he checks out the new goods. I trust your judgment, and Club Palermo could use fresh blood. I want your report tomorrow.” Dante listened to something Tommaso said. “My wife and Bibiana have plans. Don’t worry. She’s safe here. I’ll have my driver take her home tomorrow.” Dante lowered the phone and put it back in his pocket.

“Thank you,” Bibi said in a shaky voice. I stayed silent, overwhelmed by Dante’s kindness.

“You realize I sent your husband out to sleep with our new prostitutes, but I suppose you don’t mind.”

“No, I don’t. I’m waiting for the day when he finally finds a mistress he prefers to me.” Bibi clapped her hand over her mouth, obviously shocked by her own words.

Dante inclined his head. “I understand, but you should be more careful what you say in public.” Bibi gave a submissive nod. Then his eyes found mine. I tried to send him all the gratitude I was