Chapter 37-Ono
T he reception party was long, but I didn’t have the heart to tear Michelle away. Not when she was laughing so brightly and having the time of her life.
Sure, I wanted to drag her out of there. Every minute that ticked by all I wanted to do was toss her over my shoulder and drag her back to home.
Not even to the penthouse, but all the way home to Hudson Street. Tomorrow would be soon enough, though.
For tonight, I’d let her have her fun.
It was the next best thing to an actual formal wedding, but who knew?
Maybe we were gonna set a new trend. Ceremony and honeymoon first, then come back to party with the family.
Speaking of family, I frowned as my phone buzzed with an incoming text.
Shit.
There was a fire at one of my warehouses.
“Ono? What is it?”
“Nothing, Baby,” I said, opening up my arms and pulling Michelle in for a hug.
“Don’t do that. No lies, remember,” she said, and I closed my eyes, just breathing her in a moment.
“No lies. There’s a fire at one of my warehouses,” I told her.
“Is anyone hurt? Do you need to leave?” she asked.
“No. This is more important than anything else?—”
“Ono, this is just a party. If something is wrong, if this could lead to the person behind the attacks, we should check it out.”
“We’re not checking anything out. You are going to stay right here where you’re safe,” I told her, cupping her cheeks and kissing her on the mouth.
I was aware others had joined us, and I kissed her again nodding to Micky and Clementine who bracketed her and took her hands in theirs.
“We got her,” they said in unison, their husbands behind them.
“I told Dad and Uncle Adrik what’s happening. They got men meeting us downstairs,” Sammy said.
“She’s good, bro. Let’s go,” Jr. added, and I nodded.
Anger pulsed through me. I hated that I had to go, but knowing in my heart that Michelle was right. I needed to find the fucker behind this.
Find them and stop them once and for all.