That pulls a slight laugh from her.
“Go back inside the club and wait for me in the lounge. I’ll get rid of him okay?”
She chews bottom lip and thinks before finally nodding.
“Fine.” She mumbles with defiance clear still in her tone.
“Come on, go. Ivans at the front door, he’s already watching and he’ll make sure you get up safely. I won’t be long.”
I watch her as she walks across the street to Ivan and it’s only when they disappear inside the club that I turn and walk towards an awaiting Marco.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” I snarl at him.
“Ah ah Dragna. That’s a big crowd outside your club. Wouldn’t want to draw unnecessary attention to us now would you?” He says with a smirk.
“You’re the one pulling up unannounced and shouting about your daughter. So again, what the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” I say, inching closer to him.
He backs up and sighs while looking around at his men.
“We received a call Alina was here. Drunk, and on her own too. Great friends my daughter has surrounded herself with by the sounds of it.”
“She turned up already out of her mind and it’s those friends who came to get her to take her home safely and who will look after her. You’re not taking her Marco.”
He looks at me for a few seconds and I know he’s debating sending his men to grab her from Tommy’s car.
“Don’t even think about it. You go anywhere near that car and our deal ends.”
He looks taken back by my statement.
“You’d give up profits like that for my daughter?” He questions.
“No… You’d give up profits like that for your little girlfriend. By protecting my daughter, you look good to Willow. You’re no better a man than you claim I am Dragna. Using women as pawns. Using my daughter as a pawn.”
He’s wrong. What started out as looking out for Alina because she was Willows friend has grown into genuinely wanting to make things up to her for being part of her life falling apart and if protecting her from her own father can do that, then I’m happy to take the fall out.
“Whatever way you want to look at it doesn’t matter. Walk away now or I stop the shipments. It’s your call.”
Marco grinds his jaw, his face going slightly red.
“Bastardo.” He grits at me and he turns, walking back to his car with furious steps choosing profits over his own daughter like the scum he is.
I wait until they have driven off before checking on the girls and Alina. I tap the drivers window and Tommy rolls it down.
“Alright man, wha—“
I stop him mid sentence by throwing my hand up to silence him, ignoring the hand he’s stretched out for me to shake.
“There’s security at the apartment. I know exactly how long it takes down to the last millisecond to get back there from here. If you’re so much as sixty seconds over that time, I’ll know. Get the girls back safely then leave.”
I turn and walk away before he can reply. Time to find out where the hell Lev is and sort out this clusterfuck he’s created.
Chapter Thirty
Willow
I found Lev in the lounge watching the cameras when Ivan escorted me back up. He looked awful and I didn’t know what to do except ask if he wanted a drink. Dragna said he would be back up as soon as he sent Alina’s dad away, but that was an hour ago and now Lev and I have drank our way through a bottle of wine, five shots each and now we’re passing a bottle of vodka between us.
“I wish one of you would tell me what happened instead of you both saying it was mutual. That’s obviously bullshit and not what’s going on Lev.”
