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“Shut up, Adriano,” Evelina said with a huff. “You’re not even legal. Who the hell let you in?”

“Tommas.”

Abriella rolled her eyes. “Figures. Where is he?”

“In the back office dealing with some shit.”

“Work, you mean,” Abriella said. “Somebody’s dealing in here for him. God, he’s never going to learn.”

“Something like that,” Adriano replied with a shrug.

Lily took the bright green grasshopper drink Evelina offered and tipped it back to take a big sip. The alcohol flooded her mouth instantly right along with the intense flavor of the drink. Christ, it was good.

“Not so fast,” Evelina said, laughing. “You’ll be so hammered I might not be able to get you home without Dino knowing.”

“Screw Dino,” Lily replied before taking another drink.

Lily’s attention went straight back to the brother and sister who were glaring at one another.

“You shouldn’t be here,” Adriano said.

“Tommas is here, right?” Evelina asked sweetly.

“I said that already, Eve.”

“Exactly. Someone is here. He’ll keep watch over us. What is the problem?”

Adriano’s teeth gritted beneath his jaw. “You know what the damn problem is.”

Evelina waved a hand flippantly at her brother before taking a drink of her Sourpuss and Seven-Up mix. “Not really, little brother.”

“You’re fucking impossible,” Adriano muttered. “I’m trying to give you some warning here and you’re ignoring me.”

“Are you going to be a little rat and run to Daddy?” Evelina asked.

Adriano’s gaze narrowed as he glanced between Lily and Abriella. “No, but you’re not the one someone might flip over tonight, Eve.”

“Turn cheek, Adriano. Isn’t that what everybody keeps telling me?”

“You owe me.”

“Whatever.”

“I’ll keep my mouth shut about you, but somebody else needs to know about her,” Adriano said, nodding at Lily.

Who the hell would care if she was at the club?

Adriano disappeared back into the crowd without another word.

“That was easy,” Lily said.

Evelina didn’t look all too pleased at her brother’s parting words. “Fucking spoil sport.”

“How long do you think we have?” Abriella asked.

“An hour, maybe.”

Abriella pouted. “I’ll go find Tommas and see what he can do.”