Chapter 134

Levi had inherited his father's black hair, though Isaac's was shot through with gray, and those blue eyes. On Levi, they were as dazzling as the ocean when he smiled. On Isaac they were flat and calculating.

Mrs. Hudson growled at him. I scratched her ears, reinforcing that behavior.

Isaac and Talia greeted each other warmly and then he turned to me with a hearty handshake. "Ashira." He rolled the "r" in my name with his Italian accent.

Levi had the same accent since he'd been born in Rome, but it only ever came out when he lost control. I thought fondly of all the ways I'd ever made him lose said control and allowed Isaac's small talk BS to wash over me.

Until he said, "I understand you've been visiting my son a lot at work."

You Nefesh-hating fucker. I wouldn't put it past him to have a mole at Levi's office feeding information to Isaac that would at best discredit the House, and at worst help this horrible bill become law.