Page 292 of Reign

“How the fuck did this happen?” Angelo demands.

“You can ask your wife.”

“My wife?”

“Yes. Adriana. The woman you forced to marry you? She arranged this, so don’t come at me.”

“She said Luciano sent guards for you.”

I glance over my shoulder at the one following me now.

He moves farther down the hall, giving me the illusion of privacy.

“Well, he did. Technically.”

Angelo exhales through his nose.

“Nico will pick you up at seven.”

My spine straightens. “Excuse me?”

“You can stay at the penthouse, like I said. Adriana and I are staying at the estate until the baby is born, so the penthouse is yours.”

“I don’t want the penthouse.”

“The penthouse is what you’re getting, Elena. You’ll stay there until your apartment is ready.”

“I already have somewhere to stay.”

“No, you don’t.”

“That’s strange, because I’ve been sleeping there every night.”

“You shouldn’t be at Luciano’s house.”

“Why?”

“Because I said so.”

“Typical. Always because you said so.” I tighten my grip on the phone. “That’s not a reason, Angelo.”

“It’s the only one you’re going to get. I’ll send men ahead of Nico to pack your belongings.”

“Do not send anyone to touch my things.”

“Elena, I mean it.”

“And I mean it when I tell you not to touch my things.”

“You are leaving. You’re not staying there.”

A reflection appears in the glass beside mine.

Luciano stands several feet behind me, watching my face.

His expression is calm.

His eyes aren’t.