Chapter 113 Look Like An Angel

• Cara's pov
• I returned to the living room to find Diana glaring daggers at the back of an oblivious Dominic, who was engrossed in the small meeting he was having with some of the men. I recognized Santino, whose eyes met mine with a wink and the older man from last time, Grigori—I think—was his name. The men took turns speaking to him, likely keeping him in the loop with the recent development while he was away, saving my ass.
• Sergio and my other bodyguards were nowhere to be found and I hoped Luca hadn't sent them to the Cosa Nostra equivalent of the gallows. I hoped they weren't somewhere getting a body part cut off. I'd been so focused with my own shit I'd even stop to think how my little espionage moment would affect them. Luckily Dominic had managed to keep Luca from knowing.