I glared at him. “Are you ever going to stop calling me that?”

“You’re named after the goddess of night, and you do have a habit of sneaking around and holding knives to people’s throats.”

“It was once, and she deserved it. Besides, I was thirteen when that happened.”

As a coming-of-age gift, Yia Yia Gina had given me a priceless broach, something all of my many aunts had assumed would go to one of them and not a teenaged girl. My Aunt Teresa had taken exception to the decision and decided to borrow the jewelry from my room permanently. So, in turn, I broke into her house and procured its return.

“And since then, you’ve spent your time doing all kinds of nefarious things. Tell me I’m wrong.”

“I admit to nothing.”

He smirked. “You’re going to drive Drakos insane.”

If he only knew.

I dropped my head back against my seat, closing my eyes.

“Oh no, you don’t. The second I mention Drakos, you shut down. What gives? You getting second thoughts?”

“If I did, are you going to help me escape this? Are you willing to forfeit the trust the family gets with the wedding?”

Tyler leaned forward, holding my gaze. “If I believed for one minute you weren’t in love with that asshole, I’d have you on a plane to the Maldives. But we both know that’s not true. So what’s the issue?”

I stared at him as if he’d lost his mind. Until tonight, he’d never indicated he knew anything was going on with Simon and me. As far as the family was aware, Simon and I had only four formal meetings, tonight being the fifth.

“Don’t look at me like that. Just because I don’t say anything doesn’t mean I don’t know what my baby sister is doing or who she is doing it with.” Tyler’s brown eyes narrowed. “I know about everything you’ve gotten into in Vegas.”

“But Papa is—”

“Just as Drakos runs his family, I run ours. Papa stepped aside years ago.”

“You’re the reason Papa allowed me to move to Vegas.”

“I allowed you to move.”

“Why?”

“Because I didn’t want this life for you. You didn’t fit here. I expected you to follow in our great aunt Julia’s footsteps and find someone far away from our world.”

She was the reason I was being used as payment for the contract in the first place. One Mykos daughter was good as any, and the Drakoses just had to wait for four generations to get one.

Tyler continued, “Instead, you decided to play Russian roulette, or should I say Greek roulette, with Drakos, and here we are.”

“It was poker, not roulette.”

He glared at me. “Either way, you’re back in the fold.”

“Looks that way.”

“Idiot.”

“Yep.”

“You love him that much?”