Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions) novel Chapter 31

"I'm listening." She answers, giving Luke a bright fucking smile.

"Luke technically belongs to the Famiglia, since we were not aware of his extra murals, we will offer his services to an extent, call it an apology of sorts,” I say this as I slip my hands into my pants pockets.

"You going to let him negotiate on your behalf! I am disappointed Lukey boy." She shakes her head at Luke.

Her sarcasm doesn't go unnoticed. Nor do her eyes that go to the scarred flesh on his neck branding him as our property.

"So we got a deal or what?" Roberto asks her.

"How about this, I take him, make my brother happy then we have ourselves a great deal?"

"He belongs to Famiglia, you can't take what is ours, we are offering you more than what we will normally offer because of your relation to Vincent. So I ask again do we have a deal? "

Kylie walks closer to Roberto, her eyes almost cold, and I get this fucking gut-clenching feeling in my stomach.

She bends, hands on the desk, and looks him dead in the eyes,

"Maybe you didn't get the message, this is not a negotiation. I leave with him, or he goes to jail for a long time. That is the way this is going."

Fuck, she got some balls.

"Kylie can I talk with you in private,” I say walking toward her.

Just as my fingers graze her porcelain skin, her neck turns toward me, and she kills me with a glare and in it a glimpse inside her soul.

What the fuck is happening to her? Is Storm not the man I think he is.

"No, I am talking to your boss, once I get what I want I will consider talking to you in private."

“My boss? You think Roberto is my boss?” I don't wait for to reply,

“Let’s go talk outside Kylie.”

My voice has a hint of a warning to her, this is non negotiable.

I expect her to decline, but she is smart and gets up from that fucking bent-over position and joins me as I leave the office and make my way back to the club's entry doors.

We are barely under the sky when she spins around,

“I want Luke, now I know you men have a price so name it.”

I smile at her determined gaze, “No price, we need the guy, Marco will never sell.”