Page 114 of Ruthless God

I pressed a quick kiss on her lips and backed away, heading to the office. I ran into Lina halfway there.

She paused, looking at me with wary eyes.

“I already told my wife you can stay. But any slight against her and I won’t hesitate to send you away,” I warned.

Her eyes widened at my words. I nodded before leaving her standing there. Hopefully, she got the message. I won’t have Luna hurt in any way. Especially not from a sister who I knew didn’t love her.

Not even a little bit.

Now I needed to call my brothers.

The Novikov Bratva won’t let it go that I was hiding their wife from them in my house. They already wanted my territory herein the West. Lina wasn’t worth going to war for, at the very least, not in their eyes, but it was as good enough of an excuse as any.

The tenuous peace I had been able to keep was falling apart at the seams.

It was time to prepare for war.

And I wouldn’t rest until thebloodyend.

28

LUNA

My lipsstill tingled from the kiss Massimo had pressed against them just moments before Lina found me in the kitchen.

She didn’t look happy.

I couldn’t bring myself to care.

She probably wasn’t happy because I had kept her waiting for dinner. I hadn’t wanted to eat until Massimo got home, but by the time I realized he wouldn’t be home until late, we couldn’t eat dinner because Lina started crying, and I suddenly found myself in an unfamiliar situation of comforting my sister.

It had always been Mom’s job.

If Lina was hurt or crying because of the rare times she didn’t get her way, Mom was there to soothe her.

But Mom wasn’t here.

And we couldn’t send her back to Mom and Andre. Her dad would undoubtedly offer her up on a silver platter to the Russians. I shuddered to think what would happen to her if that were the case.

So I was left trying to comfort her and not knowing what to do.

Massimo had found us at that moment.

And he wasn’t staying for dinner. Not that I blamed him.

She walked up to me, standing there with her arms crossed.

I waited for her to tell me what she wanted. She seemed to grow even more irritated as the minutes passed.

“Are we going to eat?”

I shot her a look of annoyance but bit my tongue. I didn’t want to fight with my sister. She was known to throw the biggest tantrums, and that was the last thing I wanted.

So I hopped off the counter and walked over to where I had left the takeout food.

“I told you we didn’t need to wait for your husband,” Lina said from behind me. “Why were you so insistent on that? Does hemakeyou wait for him to get home before you can eat?”

I frowned and turned around to face her. She lookedandsounded almost giddy over the prospect that I might have the same shitty marriage she did.