Chapter 86
“Marcus.” He stopped in front of them. “I need to borrow a few of your guys.”
Marcus straightened. “For what?”
Rocco’s jaw worked. He glanced at Bianca-and something flickered behind his eyes. A calculation.
Nathan’s voice echoed in his head: Keep it clean. No names. And if Bianca or Marcus asks, you make it
personal.
“A friend of mine got burned,” Rocco said. “Badly. There’s this guy-a con artist. He targets wealthy families, gets close to the women, charms his way in, then bleeds them dry. He humiliated my friend. Destroyed his reputation.”
Marcus’s expression hardened. “And you want to handle it.”
“I want to break his legs.” Rocco’s voice was flat. “But that’s not the worst part.”
He paused. Looked at Bianca.
“Word is he’s been sniffing around your circle too. Trying to get close to someone connected to your sister-to you-to use that connection as leverage for a business deal.”
The temperature around the table dropped.
Bianca’s glass stopped halfway to her lips. Her eyes went cold.
Marcus stood up slowly. The fight in the ring was forgotten.
“Someone’s trying to use my sister,” he said quietly, “to get to me.”
“That’s what I’m hearing.”
Marcus looked at Bianca. She looked back at him. Neither of them was smiling anymore.
“Take four of my guys,” Marcus said. His voice was calm, but his fists were clenched at his sides. “The ones from the south entrance. They know how to work.”
“I want this done right, Rocco.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “Make sure that man understands exactly what happens when someone tries to play the Donovan family.”
Rocco nodded once, sharp and final. “Consider it done.”
He turned and disappeared back into the crowd.
Ethan didn’t go to the office.
He’d called in that morning-first time in months. One day. Personal leave.
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