Page 91 of Cavaliere

Didn’t think it would be a big deal?

“Don’t you dare look at me like I’m crazy, Matteo!” she snaps.

“I’m looking at you like you’re crazy because you are fucking crazy! Why would you think it would be okay for Ink to tattoo something anywhere on your body?” People are starting to look our way as my voice rises. “Without me there!”

“I hate to break this to you since clearly it’s your first time hearing something like this, but I do not need your permission to do anything.”

My patience for this situation is thinning rapidly as I try to gain some type of control back with some deep breaths.

“Watch it, Wren,” I growl. “I’m barely holding it together here. Don’t make me do something that you’ll regret.”

Her head rears back as she crosses her arms across her chest. “And what exactly would I regret?”

“Me murdering Ink for touching what’s mine.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” she yells.

I’m about to yell back at her, but I’m cut off by loud popping and the crowd screaming.

“Get down!” a guy in the distance screams. “He’s got a gun!”

I’m scanning the crowd, trying to make any sort of contact with Gio, Enzo, Aldo, and Alessio, but I come up short.

“Get to Cain’s office,” I say after I crouch down next to Wren. “Lock the door, and don’t let anyone in until I come for you. Got it?”

Her big blue eyes are full of fear as she stares back at me. “Where are you going?”

“To make sure everyone is safe, and to help Cain take care of whoever had the balls to open fire on his territory. Stay put.”

I’m body-checking my way through the bar now.

I trust that Wren made it to Cain's office safely because I’m not risking looking back over my shoulder.

I pause for another quick scan of the crowd, this time spotting Alessio near the entrance as people scramble to get out. I catch his eye, and he waves me over.

They better have already fucking caught him and killed him because if I get my hands on him, I’m going to tear him apart. If the pussy’s going to shoot up a place I’m in with my girl, he can at least have the balls to look me in the eyes while he does it.

“Is he dead?” I ask once I finally shove my way through and reach Alessio.

The grim look on his face makes my jaw clench. “No. We can’t find him.”

“What the fuck do you mean you can’t find him?” I barely get out.

“I don’t know. Cain’s brothers and Gio are out trying to find him now.”

“Enzo and Aldo?” I’m surprised Enzo didn’t go with Gio, considering Gio is trying to make him his protegee.

Alessio looks past me and nods his head. “Over there.” Following his gaze, I notice them up against the wall of the bar, scanning over the crowd. “Where’s Wren?”

“I told her to go into Cain's office and lock the door until I come and get her. I’m not risking her being out here when we don’t know what the fuck is going on, and Christos is still out there.” I would rather have Gio torture me than have something happen to her when she’s with me.

“You think he did this?”

“It’s crossed my mind. I just can’t see that piece of shit disappearing that fast.” Desperate guys always make mistakes. It’s the greed. Makes them sloppy.

“I know. Cyrus was right behind Gio when he started running toward where the shots being fired were coming from. Crazy bastards.” Alessio shakes his head.

“They’re just thirsty.”