Chapter 49

“We don’t break our captains. We kill them.” ~ Vincent Gigante

JORDAN POV

“Your fiancée is a little…” Quin paused abruptly as we stared from the terrace at Melody who was laughing happily with the ladies of some ridiculous charity that Leigh joined. A part of me wanted to jump from the window to save those poor souls because my fiancée was not a saint who saved puppies from hellfire in her free time. She hated people, especially those who touched her, and those who thought they knew her.

The beautiful, kind woman with the smile that could warm up the New York cold was an illusion. And millions of people fell for it.

But fuck, I couldn't help but smile on my own looking at her.

Dressed in a purple gown, with a slit that cut from her upper thigh to the hem of the dress that pooled around her feet, she looked like something I have never seen before. The diamonds clad on her neck, ears, and hand were like a jewel on the crown. Beautiful and utterly pleasing to the eye, but deadly if you m