CHAPTER 141

ALESSANDRO

My apartment is quiet as I lean back in my office chair and look out the window at the city lights.

This doesn't feel like my home anymore. Looking back, maybe it never did. It was a place where I slept and got dressed and occasionally ate. I've never had a woman over to spend the night, I never wanted them to get any ideas. Farrah was the first.

She's the first and only in so many things.

My hands are itching to touch her smooth skin, to caress the tiny bump that is housing our babies.

She's probably slapping or maybe stabbing me the next time I see her. It's almost the new year, and there is nowhere I'd rather be than by her side, so I have to squash the cockroaches before then. I only have a few days left.

My phone ringing halts my thoughts, and Enzo's name flashes on the screen. He's currently stationed at one of the clubs because I thought we didn't need any more bodyguards. Guess the joke is on me.

"Enzo, to what do I owe the pleasure." I check the time on the