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“You maxed out your cards, too?”
“No, but it’s the brides side of the family that pays for the wedding,” he explains.
Oh. My. God.
I take my phone out and put it on the bathroom counter. I turn the water on in the shower. “Marco if they don’t come soon, I’m going to unlock the door and bang the idiot over the head with the back of the toilet bowl,” I hiss quietly.
“Keep your ass in there out of trouble, Ena. They’re already in the hall. It’s almost over, baby.”
“I love you,” I whisper.
“Love you, Princess.”
I jerk up as I hear a banging on the door and it’s probably my overactive imagination, but it sounds like wood giving away.
“What the fuck?” Zervas screams. “Open the fucking door, Hel.”
“Not a chance!” I scream and then quieter add, “I think EZ and the gang are here, honey.”
“They are. Stay clear until they get the asshole.”
“Okay,” I murmur and then let out a squeal as I hear a gun go off and see a hole in the bathroom door. I duck down behind the bathroom sink as Zervas shoots again.
“Open this door you stupid cunt!”
He shoots again, splintering the bathroom door. He lifts his gun to do it again, but this time I hear the sound of the front door slamming against the wall and I know EZ and whoever has made it inside. The gun goes off again, but luckily—for me at least--Zervas is aiming it at the front of the hotel room this time. I can see it all pretty good because the bastard has a pretty good hole in the door now. It’s a wonder he didn’t shoot me before I took cover.
There are two more shots and I see Zervas go down. It looks like they shot him in the knees. His gun drops to his side. I know Marco told me not to move, but I can’t help it. I lift the lid of toilet bowl and unlock the door and then before Zervas can do much more than turn to look at me I slam it against the side of his face. I admit it’s not a good hit—the lid is really heavy. Still, Zervas’ head swings to the side with the blow and he goes out almost immediately. That makes me feel good. When I look up there are guns pointed in my direction, but they’re immediately pointed down and the men put them away. I grin at Zane and Levi because I remember them. Victorio is also there and there are a quite a few more some dressed in cuts like EZ—who is just sitting on the bed watching me with a big smile on his face.
“Hi guys,” I grin.
“Shit. Are you sure you’re going to marry, Marco?” Levi asks and I giggle.
“Yeah, I’m sure. Oh shit! Marco. He’s on the phone. I drop the toilet lid on Zervas’ lap and kick his gun away for good measure then run back to the bathroom to get the phone. Crisis over. Time to put this awful night behind me and make Marco tell me he loves me a couple hundred more times.
Or maybe more… I smile with that thought. Marco Stratakis loves me. Dreams really do come true.
Chapter 42
Marco
“Where is she?” I growl, busting through the doors of the Titans’ clubhouse.
Their clubhouse looks like an old roadhouse and is made of cinderblocks and painted gray on the outside and covered in graffiti—most of which has to do with motorcycles and women with big ass boobs. I could have sworn one of the women was Dolly Parton. I mean it was cool as artwork goes, but unusual to say the least.
“I gave her a room in the back. She was sound asleep after the club doc gave her some meds for her headache. I posted Ghost at her door but for some reason Victorio wanted one your guys there. So, some dude named Levi is by the door, too. Just saying though, man, he seems to want your woman. I wouldn’t let him guard Libby’s door if the roles were reversed,” EZ warns.
I clench my jaw. “Eli, go take over for Antonio’s man.”
“You got it.”
“I see you learned from your earlier mistakes,” he taunts.
I flip him the bird, which makes him laugh. “Where is your woman?” I ask, deciding I’d like to see her. She has to be insane to deal with this asshole.
“It’s painting night.”
“Painting night?”
“Yeah, Libby works better late at night. So, on nights when she feels. Like painting she works in the studio I had made for her and then comes to bed later. She visited with Helena for a bit first. Your woman looks a little rough, but she’s good. You should have seen her lay Zervas out. It was epic shit.”
“Sure as hell was. I thought she killed the motherfucker at first,” another man says. He’s got wild looking hair that has a reddish tint to it with browns mixed in.
