Meanwhile...
"Nik, Zoey is pregnant... you can't—" Sounding reluctant, Patrizio Moretti was interrupted midway.
"So?" Arching his right brow, Nikolai Silvestri emptied the remaining whiskey in his glass.
"She's married to Xi Matthew. He could—" Patrizio Moretti paused, seeing the dangerous glint plastered in that pair of piercing hazel eyes.
He knew asking for Matthew Xi's help would hurt Nikolai Silvestri's pride. But, aside from pride, Patrizio Moretti was aware of the real reason.
"Family matters, Pat. No outsiders allowed. I am fulfilling a promise with her..." Cold and domineering, Nikolai Silvestri tightened his grip around the empty glass.
"She will hate me, but I'd prefer that hate if that will give her the drive to live." Slowly, Nikolai Silvestri hung his head low, a pained emotion flickered across his hazel eyes. "You too, Pat. This is the last time you'll contact me." He waved his hand, sending Patrizio Moretti away.
