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“It was worth trying to save my best friend.”
We end the hug, and the guys surround us.
I wipe the tears away. “This is Chiara. My best friend.”
“What are you doing here?” Cato booms and Chiara’s eyes widen in shock.
Her mouth opens and shuts.
His hand shoots to her arm, but I slap it away. “Don’t you dare touch her.”
“It’s almost cute how you protect her, but she’s my fiancée.”
I blink, taken aback.
Chiara’s anger ignites, and she shoves him. “I thought you’d be smart enough to end our engagement. I guess you’re not.”
He tilts his neck to the sky, whispering for patience.
My brother bursts into laughter and both Cato and Kieran shoot him a murderous look.
“Does your father know?” Whatever Cato sees in her eyes, he runs a hand down his face. “Fuck my luck.”
We leave the guys behind and sit down on the bench in the pavilion. I look around for the marriage certificate, but I guess Kieran already took it with him. Chiara or I would have torn that paper apart, even though it would be only a temporary fix.
The silence falls heavy between us.
“So, that’s your fiancé? He’s . . .”
Intimidating and scares the hell out of me. I will do anything in my power to keep her away from him.
“Cato’s more bark than anything.” Her eyes gleam with challenge. I can’t shake the feeling she likes the games they play. This is not good at all.
“Do you like him?”
“No,” she says in a quick breath, looking away. “I just like messing with him.”
“You’re going to marry him?”
“If my father doesn’t kill me first.”
“He can’t do anything while he’s here. I’ll ask Kieran if he can do something about this.”
“So, you and Kieran?”
I stare at my hand, at the sparkling diamond ring on my finger, at the tattoo peeking beneath it, sizzling with the knowledge I have been his longer than today.
“I never thought the day would come when I would miss that godforsaken school.”
We giggle, and it’s so good to have her here. I forget everything around me.
Tamara appears, and Chiara takes her in, apprehension turning to anger on her face.
“How could you have let this happen?”
Tamara takes a step back, hurt clear in her eyes, but Chiara is on a rampage. “She’s a girl whose freedom was taken from her, and here you are, looking the other way. You’re a shame to all women.”
“Chiara, enough,” I say.
