Picking up a nut from the bowl, I fling it at his head. “Yes, he would.” My voice resonates with confidence because I know it’s the truth. Joshua loves his brother. He would die for him, but he wouldn’t walk away from me if Caleb didn’t approve. I know that with my whole heart.
“You’re perfect for him. Don’t fuck it up.”
I fling another nut at his head, and this time, he’s ready for me, jerking his head to the side and opening his mouth so it pops inside. He flashes me a grin.
“Show-off.”
He cracks up laughing just as his cell vibrates with an incoming call. He picks it up. “What?” He listens for a few minutes before sighing heavily. “No, don’t inform him. He’s busy. Let her up. I’ll handle it.” He hangs up and stands.
“What’s going on?”
He pats my head like I’m five. “Nothing to concern your pretty face about.”
I scowl at him. “Don’t patronize me.”
“I have a bit of a nuisance issue to handle, but it’s better you let me handle it.” He drills me with a sharp look. “Stay here. You have a report to submit, sosubmit it.”
I shove both middle fingers up at his retreating back, waiting until he is out of sight before I pull up the camera feed on my phone. Joshua gave me access to everything so I’m never blindsided again.
On the screen, Caleb is standing in the open doorway of the penthouse, chatting with one of thesoldatias he waits for whatever or whomever this nuisance is. I tap a pen on the desk as I watch the elevator doors sliding open, sitting bolt upright when I see who emerges.
“What the actual fuck? Are you kidding me?” I glare at the screen where Sorella Caprese is pushing against Caleb, trying to get in through the door.
Fuck this shit. Fuck waiting here. Joshua ended things with her months ago. How dare she show up here. She’s not even supposed to know where he lives!Her fucking sister!Joshua told me Viola Caprese was his new temp PA. She must have given her older sister her boss’s address. A firing offense if I have any say.
I storm out of the office and stomp down the hallway, across the living room, and out into the entrance hallway.
“You!” Sorella jabs her finger in my direction as Caleb tries to restrain her. She’s bucking and snarling and writhing like a crazy person. “I know what you’re doing, and if you think you’re taking him from me, you’re fucking delusional!”
“Of course, you didn’t listen,” Caleb grumbles, glaring at me as he struggles with the witch. The shoulder of her black belted trench coat comes loose, sliding down one side, showcasing the top of a red lace corset.
I stalk right up to them, and it’s taking enormous willpower not to throttle the bitch. “You dare to show up here dressed in your underwear in some ploy to temptmy man? The only delusional one here is you. Joshua doesn’t want you. He’s with me, and you’re embarrassing yourself. Leave or I’ll make you.”
In a lightning-fast move, she pulls a gun out from the pocket of her coat and points it at me.
I glare at the twosoldatiat the front door. “Did no one check her for weapons?”
“Heads will roll for this,” Caleb promises, easily wresting the gun from Sorella. He hands it to one of the men. “Starting with your sister’s. Nice way to get Viola fired.”
“It’s not her fault. I blackmailed her into giving me the address. She shouldn’t be punished.” She smirks as Caleb restrains her by the upper arms. “Joshua can take it out on me. He loves punishing me. He can do whatever he wants to my body. I’ll let him do anything, like always.” She drags a derogatory gaze up and down my body, scoffing at my slides, yoga pants, and oversized sweater. My hair is up in a messy bun, and I have no makeup on my face. “What the hell does he even see in you? You’re a mess, and I doubt you keep him satisfied in any aspect of his life.”
There was a time I felt inferior next to her. She’s always done up to the nines and immaculately dressed. But not anymore. Joshua loves me for the person I am under the exterior. He hadample opportunity when he was fucking this bitch to make her his girlfriend, but he didn’t because he doesn’t have feelings for her. I remember that so I don’t accidentally-on-purpose murder her.
“Gia satisfies my brother in a way you never did. Jealousy is not a good look on you, Sorella,” Caleb says. “Crazy psycho doesn’t suit you either.”
“Oh, I don’t know,” I say, lounging against the wall. “It has a certain appeal. You should call her father and have her committed. She did just pull a gun on Don Accardi’s fiancée.”
“Valid point,” Caleb says, eyeballing the elevator as it opens again.
“You lying whore! You’re not wearing a ring. As if he’d ever lower himself to marry you.”
I might not have a ring yet, but it’s only a matter of time.
Joshua exits the elevator with four armed men, and I breathe a sigh of relief.
“Iamgoing to marry Gia,” Joshua says, standing behind the commotion in our doorway. “And you are way out of line coming here, Sorella.”
Caleb doesn’t look surprised, confirming his twin must have spoken to him about it.
