Little Queen

29

Draven's POV

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His eyebrows furrow when he sees Idalia sitting in my lap.

"Idalia, what are you doing here?"

I tighten my arms around Idalia as she struggles to get out of them until she gives up, relaxing against my chest again.

"Papa asked Draven to watch over me for a little bit, I didn't know you knew each other!" She giggles.

"Idalia," I growl keeping my eyes locked on our intruder, "Go find Gio."

I can feel that she's confused but am too focused on the fact that one of the most dangerous men in the world is in the same room as my Little One and they seem to know each other.

"Dra-"

My eyes drop down to meet hers with a hard stare, "Now."

She bites her lip anxiously but listens, hopping up from my lap. She gives Trovato a quick but tight hug, scurrying out of the room before I can reprimand her. His eyes follow her out of the room until the office door clicks shut quietly.

"Il Portatore di Morte, come diavolo La conosci?" I growl daring him to lie to me.

His nonchalant shrug manages to piss me off even more,"Potrei chiederti lo stesso."

He takes the seat across from me kicking his legs up onto the edge of my desk.

"Se non ti togli i piedi dalla mia scrivania, li infilerò in un buco," I snarl. His gaze searches me for a moment before he slowly pulls them down. "Dimmi come la conosci e come lei sa il tuo cazzo di vero nome. Adesso."

"Non è un grosso problema," He shrugs, "I am acquainted with her former guards at the Calabrese estate, we've run into each other a few times when I was visiting. They introduced me by my vero nome because they thought my... moniker would scare the poor thing. Il Portatore di Morte," He scoffs at his own name. "She may not have heard of my reputation but the little girl speaks Italian. Introducing someone as the death bringer does not instill a sense of safety, no matter how many guards you have with you."

Her fucking guards.

Il Portatore actually chuckles, bringing my attention back to him.

"She actually cried when they told her my name. She couldn't believe that someone could be named Found. They had to drag her off of me and take her to another room so she could calm down and even after that she spent the rest of the day following me around like a piccolo cucciolo."

That sounds like something my beautiful girl would do. It seems she has a knack for attaching herself to the most dangerous men in whatever room she's in- myself included.

"Nessuno deve imparare che e ' qui o viva, chiaro?"

He eyes me curiously but concedes, "Come cristallo."

I give him a sharp nod, "Bene, and next time you need something, fucking knock."

The relationship Il Portatore and I have is a complicated one. There is a mutual respect we each hold for one another and just enough loyalty between us to instill a touch of trust. While he doesn't work for me directly I know that when I call he will show up and do it so quietly that unless he wants you to know he's in town, you won't.

"Well, you came here for a reason what the fuck is it?" I sigh leaning back.

"Well you definitely have a rodent problem, but you already knew that. I've found a trail that leads to Stefano Vitale and everything I've found has led right back to him-"