“Excuse me?” Jade yelled, storming forward.
“Oh, back the fuck up, bitch,” Cole said.
“Cole, not fucking happening. You don’t speak to my guests like that,” Enzo snarled.
“This is done,” Cole said, his chest heaving. “Enzo and you? Not fucking happening.”
“You don’t speak for him,” she said, glaring.
“Cole, relax,” I said gently. “You’re tired. You have a headache. You need to rest. We can talk about this?—”
Cole swooped forward and crushed his lips against Enzo’s in a deep kiss.
Jade’s mouth opened wide before he released Enzo and came to me.
His mouth met mine, kissing me just as deeply as he’d kissed Enzo.
He broke it off and turned to Jade.
“They belong to me. Don’t fuck with what belongs to me. Get the fuck out of my house,” Cole said in a soft, dangerous voice. “Or I will fucking shoot you in the head and piss on your corpse.” He drew his gun and pressed it to the center of her forehead.
She shook, tears streaming down her face.
“Cole. Cole!” Enzo shouted as I watched the scene unfold.
“I am fucking tired of worthless, gold-digging, status-seeking whores trying to ruin my fucking family. Get. The. Fuck. Out,” he said, each word clipped with venom.
“Jade, just go,” Enzo said gently. “We’ll talk later.”
“You fucking won’t. If you do, I’ll fucking end your life. Get out. GET FUCKING OUT!” Cole roared.
She jumped, blubbering and crying, before she ran out the front door.
We were all quiet as we stood staring at him.
Cole blew out a deep breath and tucked his gun away.
“I have a headache, and I have a fucking meeting. I expect you two pricks to stop trying to fuck new women. I really will fucking kill them.” He looked over at Enzo, a look of controlledfury on his face. “Don’t fucking try me. I’m going to get our family back if you just fucking trust in me.”
Enzo said nothing as he and Cole stood staring at one another.
“Stop fucking disappointing me,” Cole whispered. “Please.”
Enzo said nothing, and Cole backed away.
“E, the same goes for you. Get your fucking shit together. Both of you. You made me promises. No one breaks a fucking promise to me. Got it?”
“Got it,” I murmured thickly. Enzo nodded.
“Good. I’ll see you later.” Cole left through the front door, and Enzo looked at me.
“Did you fuck her?” I asked.
He looked away.
“Enzo?”
“No,” he answered. “I didn’t fuck her.”
