Chapter 19.

Teagan POV.

Walking away, listening to the two of them argue. I internally kick myself. Of course, he would have a goomar or mistress as they are known in the world of the mafia. I have to thank her, whoever she is, from pulling me back to reality.

I don’t head back to my bedroom. I walk towards the garden. It is a nice day; the sun is shining, and it’s warm. I sit under the cabana by the pool and cross my ankles as I look out towards the sprawling manicured garden. I sigh as I think about what I’m doing.

For a prison, this place isn’t half bad. It could be worse. I could be in the hands of José Fernando. Or worse, I could be dead. I know it’s only a matter of time before Antonio finds out who I really am. When that time comes, I need to be long gone from here.

“Fancy some company?” I look up and see Gianni standing there with his hands in his pockets and I look away, noticing the armed guards walking around. I nod my head and he sits down next to me.

“So, you want to talk about it?”