All Chapters of Tesoro: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Matteo POV.The Irish! The fucking four Irish Kings. They answer to nobody. Over the years, we have tried to get them onboard but they are stubborn as they are savage. How did she?Family, that’s how. How did I forget about that? Erika Bristol, Andros, and Cass’s aunt married Fionn O’Rourke, and they had Daragh. Of course. It makes sense, they only answer to family and not to outsiders.Now it makes sense why they sent flowers. I’m such an idiot I didn’t connect the dots.“Cass, where is he being held?” I ask her and she looks at me. She stands and wobbles. Shit, I stand and hold her hand to steady her.“Help me to the office. I will call Daragh.” She says, and I nod my head. I should be pissed, but I’m not. If the Irish have Curtis, he is as good as dead. Unless she calls them off. I need to speak to Dimitri and Andros.“Dimitri, Andros, meet me in the office.” I call through the villa like a damn fishwife and Cass laughs. I help her into the office and she sits in the chair and I si

Matteo POV.I have been waiting all day on tender hooks for word that my men have successfully retrieved Curtis, but so far not one damn word.I need him back in my clutches before Cass leaves to meet Daragh in two day’s time. If I don’t have him, then Cass will give in and kill him. I can’t have her becoming tainted or more involved in this. I know that makes me a massive hypocrite, but I don’t want her to lose what innocence she has left.I know the light is still inside of her; I saw it today at the funeral. I saw it in the way she tried her best to not break, but she broke as soon as she was in my arms. I can’t let her destroy herself further.I walk around and speak with the other Dons. They are talking about how this happened and all I can do is offer them my assurance that the threat is being dealt with. Well, it will be once I get Curtis back.“How is your beautiful bride-to-be? How come she isn’t here?” Don Angelo Russo asks me. I see Cass, out of the corner of my eye stiffen

Cassandria POV.We arrived at the hotel and we all bathed and got ready. I sent word to Daragh, and he told me to come when I was ready and to ask for him at the bar.I’m dressed differently than I used to dress. Gone is the business and precious tesoro. In her place is a woman on a damn mission. Standing in all black. Black leather pants, a black ripped T-shirt, black knee-high boots and biker jacket. My long black hair is pulled into a high ponytail and I have neutral make-up on my face with a dark red lip.I don’t need any weapons because I know I will be safe with in the Irish quarter. I leave my hotel bedroom and walk into the penthouse suite and go in search of my team.I find them all in the living room. They are all waiting for me. Alina and Dimitri are checking their weapons, Tati is typing away on her laptop and my Mountains are looking out of the floor to ceiling windows at the New York nighttime skyline.“We ready?” I ask making my presence known. They all stop what they a

Cassandria POV.We are on the move again and heading to the secure location Daragh has Curtis in. I am never drinking that much again. I woke up in Daragh’s house; I don’t even remember leaving the pub. Ivan, Igor, and Tati are the same. All of us are bears with very sore heads.“You look like shite.” Daragh says with a chuckle. I groan and give him the finger and he laughs.“How are you fine? I feel like I have been run over by a fucking train, then tap danced on by leprechauns.” I say as I follow behind him into what looks like an abandoned factory in Downtown New York, on the waterfront.“Did you forget little Cassie? I’m Irish. We can drink better than fish.” He says, keeping me close. I mumble under my breath that he is one lucky fucker, and he chuckles at my choice of words.At some point during the night, we moved to shots and then to spirits. I’m having flashes of memory and I cringe. I was dancing on the bar and free pouring straight into my mouth. Never again.I feel queasy

Matteo POV.It has been four fucking days since we left Sicily to not only find Cass, but to find fucking Curtis. We finally had a hit on another possible location. We have been chasing dead ends since we arrived in New York.We met up with Dimitri and Alina. They told us that Cass and her team have ceased all communication and they can’t find them. I lost it and lashed out, trashing the penthouse suite.How can you just lose six people? Granted, Daragh O’Rourke has his connections in this city, but so do I and so far nothing until an hour ago, and we have raced to this location at the docks. An abandoned factory. My gut is telling me they are long gone. But maybe they left a clue as to where they have headed next. I can only hope they turn up soon.Valentina and Rocco are back in LA and locked up in the compound. I had to intercept them before they got to Cass. I know Cass will be upset with what I did, but I did it to save her. Not that she needs it I’m all for girl-power, but she d