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I rolled my eyes at him and extinguished the cigarette in the console between the seats. “Fine, you don’t have to yell.” I climbed out of the car and slammed the door.
We started toward the club entrance, walking beneath the faded awning leading to the sidewalk. The club was one I recognized, but not when it was closed. There was no music reverberating inside your chest and no bodies pressed together, and the interior smelled stale instead of like sweat and sex. Enzo’s steps echoed on the linoleum dance floor, and the bar stools creaked as the men lining the bar turned toward him. They looked at me, sizing me up. I flashed a quick nod toward Bullseye and Kenny. I didn’t recognize the rest of them.
“Enzo.” Bullseye stood and greeted him. They shook hands, and Enzo sat beside him.
One of the suited men went behind the bar to grab Enzo a drink. He looked at me. “Do you want a drink, Silvani?” Despite his nice gesture, he looked at me with mistrust.
“I’ll take a glass of bourbon, please.” I sat beside Kenny. “Do I know you?” I asked the other man as he placed my drink in front of me.
“I know you and your family. You don’t need to know me.” He tightened his lips as he went toward his seat in front of the bar.
Enzo pulled the men into conversation as they flocked around him. I hardly heard the intentionally hushed words between them.
“Kenny Agostino, right?” I gestured to the man beside me as I brought the glass toward my lips and let it hover there.
He glanced at me before he steered his gaze away. I took a sip of my drink, the cool liquid burning my throat with its strength. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, holding it between my fingers. Kenny watched me from the corner of his dark eye and fidgeted with his leg.
I leaned into him, my chest accentuated. “Why are you so afraid to look at me?”
He cleared his throat nervously. “Because you’re Enzo’s girl.”
I leaned into him with a pout of my lips. “I am not anyone’s girl,” I whispered in his ear, getting a waft of cologne as he brushed his dark hair back.
Enzo’s gaze met mine. Seeing my close proximity to his colleague, his eyes squinted as I leaned away from Kenny.
“I’ll be right back.” Enzo got up and led the other men into a back room.
Kenny tapped his fingers on the bar, desperate to avoid my gaze.
My fingers explored his thick brown hair as I pulled him toward me. He tried to pull away from my kiss for a moment before giving in and letting it happen. I crawled onto his lap as our kiss intensified. It was enough to make me ache, but I was aching for Enzo.
* * *
Enzo
My fingers grazedmy chest pocket. “Shit, I forgot my cigarettes at the bar.”
The moment I opened the door, I saw the worst thing I’d ever seen, and I’d seen some shit. Mangled bodies, raped wives, and decapitated fucking children. What I was seeing now was Gia on Kenny’s lap, kissing him. Kenny’s hands remained at his sides. Anger raced through my veins. I could only hear the sound of my heartbeat as I unholstered my revolver. I walked behind them and cocked it at the back of Kenny’s head. Gia jumped between me and Kenny, wiping the lipstick off her face.
“Move, Gia,” I demanded.
“No, don’t. Kenny had nothing to do with it,” she said as she reached for the barrel of the revolver. Stupid girl. “I was just trying to make you jealous,” her voice was flat and even, as if she didn’t just slap a target on poor Kenny’s back. Not that she'd care if she did. Gia only thought about what she wanted.
Kenny turned around and stared at me, emotionless. “Your girl is thirsty, Enzo. That’s not my problem.”
This motherfucker.
Gia flinched at Kenny’s taunting words, knowing that such a statement probably deserved a bullet. I narrowed my eyes and grabbed her roughly by the arm. The other men came out of the back room and tensed.
“What’s going on?” Bullseye asked, gesturing toward my drawn gun.
“Nothing,” I snarled. “I just have some business to handle.” I looked at Kenny. “This ain’t over.”Nothing is ever fucking over.I holstered my gun again and dragged her toward the back door. My fingers dug into her skin so hard she whined as she tried to keep up with me.
We stepped into the humid air. The door slammed behind us, causing Gia to flinch. I pushed her against the concrete wall, scraping her skin. I was too angry to care. My hand shot up to an area of the wall beside her head, and my other hand hovered on the butt of my revolver.
“Are you out of your goddamn mind?” I was fucking livid. She fucked up a step too far that time.
“I...” she started to explain, but it just made me angrier.
