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He takes a deep breath. “No, angel.” He brushes some hair behind my ear. “He can’t because he has Alzheimer’s and doesn’t know his own name most days, let alone who his sons are or any of the families in the area.”

“Jesus,” I breathe out. I catch the sadness in his eyes, and it breaks my heart. I’ve never seen him look so devastated. “I’m sorry. Is this why you got so upset when Marco mentioned it?”

He nods once. “It’s hard to talk about.”

I rest my palm on his cheek and look right into his eyes. “Thank you for telling me.”

He blinks slowly, letting out another heavy breath. “We’ve been trying to figure out the best way to handle this, but it isn’t easy. If they find out the state he’s in, they’ll take us over. He isn’t of sound mind to give over the head of the family, so technically, we’re open for the taking. There’s not much time left until the next meeting, and he needs to be there, or we’re fucked.”

“So, what? He has to declare someone else takes over?”

“Something like that.”

“What if he were to die?”

“That’s covered in the treaty. My brothers and I would take over, but…”

He furrows his brow as he glances at the papers, blinking a few times.

“But what?”

He sighs, running a hand down his face. “Nothing. Rafael is coming home later.”

“Oh…” I’m still not sure how to feel or what to think about this Rafael situation. Part of me is jealous and wants Enzo all to myself, but another part of me remembers how much fun it was at the club. Enzo said there aren’t any emotions there and there isn’t a relationship and never would be, but does that make this okay? The most I can come up with is yes, as long as I’m okay with it. But it’s hard to think about someone else being a normal part of our marriage. A contract in place would help. We would have rules to follow.

“What’s wrong?” Enzo asks.

“Nothing.”

“It’s not nothing, angel. Tell me.”

“I’m just thinking about the Rafael situation.”

“Because you’re still unsure?” I nod. “Well, that’s why I wanted us to have dinner together later.”

“The three of us?” I raise a brow.

“Yes, the three of us. I thought we could discuss the possibilities of our future.”

“You guys aren’t going to have I missed you sex when he gets back, are you?”

Enzo frowns. “I missed you sex?”

“You know? Because he’s been gone for so long.” I shrug.

Enzo grips my chin and pulls me to him. His lips press against mine firmly. “I won’t do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”

“Okay,” I breathe. He kisses me again and again until my breath is gone. His phone rings and before he can make me feel weird by kicking me out, I get to my feet.

“See you at dinner?” I question, taking a slow step away from him.

“See you at dinner, angel.”

He reaches for his phone as I head out of his office and back to my room.

Maybe it’s best I wait to talk to my father, because there are other things I have to worry about right now. Like my future with my husband.

Chapter Forty-Nine