Enemy of Enemy

GIOVANNI’S POV After the guards escorted her away, I dressed up and left for the one place I knew I would find him. The club was exactly the kind of place Alessio loved. It was expensive, exclusive, and filled with beautiful people who had more money than sense. The bass pounded through my chest as I pushed past the velvet ropes, ignoring the protests of the doorman who clearly recognized me and wisely stepped aside. I found Alessio in the VIP section, surrounded by women and champagne, looking entirely too pleased with himself. "Gio!" He stood when he saw me, his smile was bright but his eyes wary. "Didn't expect to see you here. Come, join us! I have this amazing-" I scowled at him. “I want to see you outside. Now.” His smile faltered. "What's this about?" "You know exactly what this is about."I snapped. Alessio's jaw tightened, but he waved off his companions and followed me to a private office in the back of the club. The moment the door closed, I rounded on him. "You sent a wo