C60 Chapter 60

ELEANOR

“What do you want from me?” I asked, staring Don Salvatore dead in the eye. My voice was steady, but I could feel the tension buzzing under my skin. “What was so important your men had to kill Enzo and drag me here?”

He smiled—a slow, calculated thing that made my stomach churn. “Patience, my dear,” he said smoothly. “We’ll get to that in time. But first, dinner