Bella (A Sagatori family saga-A Mafia Romance Book 5) by Kimberly Blalock Read Free Book Online Page A

okay?”
    “Yeah, just a misunderstanding. I’ll clear it up tomorrow.”
    “Oh?”
    “I need to fly to Detroit and handle a few things.”
    “Can I go with you?” She stepped onto her tiptoes, watching my eyes.
    I didn’t know what to say. Telling her she couldn’t go wasn’t something I did when it came to Detroit. That was her home, and when she was there she enjoyed seeing old friends, but I couldn’t have her around this shit storm that was about to tear my world apart.
    “Jax?” Her eyes lowered.
    “Bella, I’ll be honest with you, it’s some fucked up shit I don’t want you anywhere near.”
    “I won’t be. I need to sort some things out with the trucking company. I could use that time at the office. I could also see Emily. Please?” She beamed again. “Also, soon I won't be able to fly so this is may be my only chance before Ennio is born.”
    I couldn’t say no to this woman. “All right, but— I drew in a deep breath, “—the office and your father’s house are the only places you’re allowed, agreed? I can’t have you getting hurt.” I pressed my hand against her growing belly.
    “Deal.” She smiled sweetly, folding against my body.
    ***
    Bella stepped onto the jet holding only her bag and iPad. I stepped up from behind, ensuring she didn’t fall. “I feel you back there, ready to catch me if I fall,” she laughed.
    “Boss.” Wyatt nodded toward the back of the plane as we were fully on board.
    “Yeah?” I followed behind him.
    “The address you had me look into is a no go.” I’d had Wyatt look into the address that Sal had given me.
    I watched him draw in a deep breath, trying like hell to remain calm for Bella’s sake. “What the fuck does that mean?” I looked back to Bella, seeing she was getting settled in the front of the plane unaware of my anger.
    “Whoever it was you were looking for, it’s an empty trail. There isn’t any real estate at that address. A large company purchased the property last February, but there’s nothing but trees and shit.”
    I turned to Bella once again, seeing that she was still without any knowledge of my murderous state.
    I turned back to Wyatt. “What company?”
    He shook his head. “I don’t know, Boss.”
    “I expect you’ll know shortly?” I growled.
    “Yes, Boss, I’ll have the information before we land,” he assured me that he’d have what I wanted. I needed to put an end to some twisted fucking shit.
    “I need a fucking drink.” I removed my jacket and cufflinks then rolled my sleeves to my forearms while walking toward the front of the plane. My temples pulsed, feeling my head ready to explode any second.
    I took my seat next to Bella, letting my head rest against the back of it.
    “Mr. Moretti, would you like a drink?”
    I quickly looked to see that Bella had something for the journey. She sipped from a bottle of coconut water. “You good, baby?”
    She nodded.
    “Give me the bottle of Cognac.”
    “The entire bottle, sir?”
    “And a glass.” I rubbed my hand across my chin turning my attention toward Bella; she was clueless as to what had been going on. She sat carefree and happy, and that was exactly how I intended her to stay.
    Our flight ended with Bella sleeping against my arm. She used to be too terrified of planes to sleep much while on them, but she’d come around. “Baby, time to wake up.” I kissed the top of her head.
    She brought her hand to her mouth, stifling a yawn. “Geez, feels like I just closed my eyes.” Another yawn left her lips as she stretched her arms.
    “You slept really good.” I unbuckled my seatbelt and began gathering Bella’s bag and the iPad she had been working from.
    “Why are their two cars?” She turned to her left, eyeing me.
    There were two: a bulletproof Yukon for her and a White Mercedes for me. “I’ve got to get some things situated. I’ll see you at your father’s house later.” I lifted her chin, bringing her lips closer to me.
    “Promise me