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A few days later, I had just put Jennifer to bed after spending a long time soothing her with my touch. She was now peacefully asleep, her breathing steady beside me. I watched her for a while, feeling a strong mix of love and protectiveness, but there was something else lingering in my mind.

I couldn’t shake the unsettling worry that gnawed at me.

Carlo Rico was still out there, and he was a threat.

Quietly, I slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb her, and quickly changed into jeans and a t-shirt. I needed to clear my head, and the best way to do that was by ensuring the property was secure, making sure Jennifer was safe.

I found Anthony in my office, sitting at my desk with a cup of coffee in hand, his eyes scanning the security monitors. When he saw me enter, he looked up with a concerned but alert expression.

“Trouble sleeping?” he asked, placing his cup down.

I shook my head. “Too much on my mind. Let’s take a walk around the property. I need to make sure everything’s secure.”

Anthony nodded, placing the cup aside and standing, stretching his arms.

“Sounds like a plan. Let’s go,” he said, his tone all business.

The night air was cool, and the silence was thick as we stepped outside. Anthony walked beside me, his presence steady and calming, though my mind was still racing.

As we circled the perimeter, I couldn’t hold back my concerns.

“This whole Rico situation… I feel like it’s only going to escalate if I don’t act soon,” I confessed, and Anthony nodded in agreement.

“Rico ’s getting desperate. He knows you’re a threat, and he’s trying to destabilize you. But he’s slipping up—his moves are too obvious. He’s starting to make mistakes,” he said.

“I know, but it’s still a mess,” I replied, frustration creeping into my voice. “I need to protect Jennifer , but I also need to figure out his game plan. Rico won’t just settle for me taking the fall for him—he’s going to want me dead to keep me quiet.”

Anthony ’s gaze remained focused on the dark expanse in front of us. “We’ll figure it out. But for now, our priority is making sure the place is secure. Once we’ve got that locked down, we can focus on Rico .”

We continued our patrol, checking every corner and shadow. The quiet of the night was unsettling, and my nerves were on edge. As we neared the edge of the property, something caught my attention.

“Did you see that?” I whispered, pointing to a shadow moving along the fence line.

Anthony ’s body tensed as he followed my gaze. “Yeah, I see it. Stay close.”

We moved cautiously, staying hidden in the shadows as we approached the figure. The person was dressed in dark clothing, blending well with the night. Their movements were deliberate, almost too practiced, like they had some kind of training, possibly military or professional.

This wasn’t just some random trespasser. This was someone significant.

As we drew closer, Anthony motioned for me to hold back. He moved ahead, his Navy SEAL training evident in the way he navigated the yard silently. I watched, heart pounding, as Anthony closed in on the intruder. I followed at a distance, staying behind for the moment.

Just as Anthony was about to grab hold of the trespasser, the figure spun around, catching him off guard with a punch. The two of them went down hard, and I rushed to help.

The intruder was surprisingly quick and strong, landing several blows before Anthony managed to get a solid grip on him.

They fought fiercely on the ground, a mix of punches and kicks, the sounds of grunts and impacts echoing in the quiet night.

The intruder broke free momentarily, pulling a knife from his belt and slashing at Anthony . Anthony dodged the blade expertly, retaliating with a powerful kick to the man’s chest that sent him sprawling.

The figure scrambled to his feet, lunging at Anthony once more.

Anthony caught his wrist, twisting it until the knife fell to the ground. With a strong punch, he knocked the man back, following up with a knee to his stomach. The man gasped for air, but continued to struggle despite clearly losing the fight.

With a final, commanding move, Anthony pinned the intruder to the ground, pressing his knee into his back.

“Stay down!” Anthony ordered, his voice full of authority.

The intruder fought for a few more moments, then went limp. Anthony held him down, looking up at me just as I reached them.

“We need to find out who sent him,” Anthony said, his breath ragged.

I nodded, my adrenaline still surging through my veins. My fists clenched at my sides as I glared down at the man beneath me.

“Get him inside. We need answers, now.”

Anthony dragged the intruder to his feet, maintaining a firm grip as we headed back toward the house.

This man was going to talk, whether he liked it or not. Anthony and I were determined to make sure of it.

Once we reached the basement, we secured the man to a heavy chair in the middle of the room. I stepped forward, getting a closer look at his face for the first time.

The man was lean, with wiry muscles, and his dark hair fell to his shoulders. He had a youthful face, probably no older than twenty-five. Despite the dire situation, he wore a cocky smirk, almost daring us to break his silence.

The arrogant bastard.

“Who sent you?” I asked, my voice dark and menacing.

The man sneered, refusing to answer. Without hesitation, Anthony delivered a brutal punch to his gut, making him gasp.

“Answer him,” Anthony growled, his gaze full of fury.

The man spat blood onto the floor, still defiant. It was clear we needed to escalate things if we wanted to get any answers.

“I’m not telling you anything,” he retorted, his tone cold.

A wave of frustration and anger surged through me, but I remained calm, using the cold, controlled demeanor that had once made even the toughest men in the mob fear me.

“You will talk,” I said smoothly, pulling a knife from my pocket and flicking it open. “Or I’ll carve you up, slice you open, and pull out your insides piece by piece until you beg for mercy and give me what I want.”

His eyes widened slightly, but he still refused to speak. Anthony yanked his hair back, delivering a brutal punch to his face. Blood splattered, and the man groaned in pain.

“Who sent you?” I asked again, my patience wearing thin.

The man let out a weak laugh, blood dripping from his nose to his mouth.

“You think I’m afraid of you?” he sneered, though his voice wavered just a bit.

We were getting to him.

Good.

I pressed the knife to his throat, feeling his body stiffen. His breath caught in his throat, and I smirked, knowing he was close to breaking.

“You should be,” I hissed. “Speak, or this is going to get much worse.”

He struggled against the restraints, but Anthony held him firm.

“You don’t scare me,” the intruder said, his voice shaking.

Anthony smirked, landing another punch to his ribs. Honestly, he could’ve hit him harder.

I would have.

“Maybe not,” Anthony said with a grin. “But pain has a way of getting people to talk.”

The man gasped, his defiance starting to crack. I could see the fear starting to show in his eyes. I leaned in closer, the knife still pressed to his throat.

“Last chance. Who sent you?” I growled as Anthony yanked his hair back. The man grimaced, and I pressed the knife against his throat just enough to draw a single drop of blood.

There was a brief silence, the only sound being his labored breaths. Finally, he spoke in a hushed voice.

“Rico . It was Rico .”

“Why did he send you here?” I demanded.

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