"Boss, we can handle...."
"I'm coming to you," Dimitri repeated. "Nobody follows my woman and gets away with it."
He ended the call, stood up.
"Meeting's over," he said to the captains. "Matteo, I need four men at Phoenix Talent Agency. Armed. Now. Luca, pull security footage from every camera between my penthouse and Eve's office. I want to know who's following her and where they came from."
"On it, boss."
Dimitri grabbed his jacket, his mind already calculating.
Someone was watching Eve.
Someone wanted him to know they were watching Eve.
Which meant this wasn't reconnaissance.
It was a message.
I can get to her whenever I want.
Rage burned cold in his chest.
Whoever was behind this....Antonio, Isabella, Enzo, or some fourth player he hadn't identified yet, they were about to learn a very painful lesson.
Nobody threatened what belonged to the Devil.
Nobody.
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POV: EVE
