I don’t care, though. He can be mad because I’m mad, too.
As soon as I’m out of my neighborhood, I pull off the road and slump over the steering wheel for a second, taking several deep breaths.
Then I get my phone and type out a message to Kian.
Ace: Are you okay?
I need to talk to Jordyn. If she chooses to fire me for lying about my last name and the level of dance experience I actually have, I’ll accept that. It’s not like I need the money. But she’s been so kind to me, and the last thing I want to do is hurt her.
After tossing my phone into my purse on the passenger seat, I shift into drive and head toward Emerald Palace.
CHAPTER 26
Kian
Kian: Where are you?
Cash: At Emerald Palace with my beautiful wife.
Kian: I’m coming to you. We might have a problem.
Jordyn’s eyespop out when she sees me walk into her office, while Cash doesn’t even flinch.
“Who are we killing?” Cash asks as he studies me up and down from his seat. “Or is it already done and you didn’t invite me to the party?”
“Luciano Ricci.”
That name makes my brother pause for just a second, then glance at Jordyn, who rolls her lips in and lowers her gaze.
“Tell him, kitten. Now,” Cash says sternly.
Glaring between them, my mind feels like it’s exploding.
Jordyn squirms when Cash shoots her a stern look. I already know that whatever she’s going to drop on me, I’m not going to like because she has never let Cash command her to do something without at least a snarky comment before she does it.
“Luciano Ricci is Ace’s cousin,” Jordyn says. “Her real last name is actually Ricci. Santoro is her mother’s maiden name.”
Blinking several times, I shake my head. Am I living in an alternate universe right now, where I suddenly became an idiot and can’t keep up? Because that’s what it feels like.
“How do you know that?” I ask.
Cash snaps his head toward me. “You knew?”
“Not until last night. How the fuck did you find out?” I demand, not liking that my brother had personal information about my girl before I did. And why the fuck was he looking into her?
I keep moving toward my brother, my fists curled into balls as I scrape my teeth against my bottom lip.
Cash stands and holds his hands up to stop me. “Kian, chill, bro. You look like you’re about to maul me.”
“Why were you looking into my girl?” I growl.
My oldest brother smirks and drops his hands. “Yourgirl, huh?”
Fuck it.
I pull back and then clock Cash in the jaw, sending him staggering back.
Damn, that felt good.
