Page 74 of Scarred Heir

“Why not?” I asked.

“Because then the men I have watching that villa in Greece—you know the one—will have to intervene. I don’t think you want that.”

Chello.

“Yes, judging from the look on your face, you know exactly which villa I’m talking about. I found your brother and his bride, but I’m willing to leave them alone if you leave me alone.”

“You’re the one who came here provoking me.”

“I’m not here to instigate a fight. I simply wanted to meet you face-to-face and let you know I will be resuming Gian Gallanti’s business venture here in the city.”

“Which business venture would that be?”

“The one your father is actively trying to dismantle,” Diego replied.

“You’re out of your fucking mind if you think we’re going to allow you to traffic women in our territory, or any territory for that matter.”

“At least I have the decency to let you know I’m going to do it. Unlike Gian, who didn’t show you the respect you deserved.”

“Gian was a fool.”

“I’ll even give you a cut of the profits,” Diego said. “It’s only fair since it is your territory.”

“My father will never let you get away with this.”

“I’m already getting away with it. I’m just tired of having to stay one step ahead of your father. Every time I set up a transaction, he outmaneuvers me.”

“Because you don’t belong here.”

“Here’s the thing, it’s costing us both a shit-ton ofmoney. Nico needs to come home and get his house in order. Word on the street is there are some dangerous cartels looking for power, and without your father and brother here, the Accetti trinity is looking ripe for the taking.”

“We can handle our business.” I inched closer to him, our chests practically touching. “Consider this your only warning. Get out of New York and go back to where you came from. What you’re trying to do here isn’t going to work.”

“It’s already working.” He tapped my chest with his palm. “You should keep your eye on that pretty little lady you have living with you, or else she might find herself up for grabs.”

“Fuck you.” I shoved him back, but before I could get another blow to his face in, he held up his hand and shook his head.

“I wouldn’t do that.” He pointed in my face. “If I don’t check in soon, Marchello and his cunt wife won’t see the sun set over the Mediterranean Sea.”

I clenched my fists, battling with myself to control the rage that could get my brother killed.

“Don’t think I don’t know that Lissia is responsible for Danny Collins’ death. That’s why your brother fled with her in the middle of the night and left you to clean up the mess.” He smiled. “I had people in place that night. I may not be able to prove what you did, but I can throw suspicion in Lissia’s direction. It wouldn’t take much considering how Danny and her father betrayed her.”

“You don’t have anything.”

“Are you sure about that?” he asked. “I know your brother removed her from the situation because she would never handle an interrogation. She’s too impulsive. Heractions will throw the whole Accetti clan under the bus, and in the process, she’ll take down the cartels you work with.”

That’s his fucking leverage.

“So, call your father off and let me run my business in peace.”

“Stay away from my family.” I nodded to my guards. “Get this lowlife out of my club. If he comes back, beat him to death.”

“Be careful, Milo,” Diego said as my guys escorted him out. “That temper is going to get you into trouble.”

I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed Marchello.

“Milo.” Marchello answered with a gruff voice. “Are you okay?”