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“Are you banging her?”
“Not your business, Lorenzo.”
“That’s not a no.” His smile broadens like a pig in shit.
“What I do with Payton is none of your business,” I snap.
The bastard tilts his head, and I know he won’t let up.
I’m right.
“Since you aren’t, maybe I could,” he drawls. “Dating as the head of the mafia is difficult these days.”
“The fuck you will.” I jab my finger in his direction. “Don’t even step foot near her.”
“So . . . you do want to bang her.” Lorenzo’s smile never drops.
Bastard.
I walked right into that one. But I’m on edge when it comes to Payton. Overprotective and reeling from what happened.
“Jesus, Lorenzo. Give the guy a break,” Jax says as he enters the room and takes a seat beside Cyrus. “Did I miss anything important, or are we here to break Romeo’s balls?”
“Nothing other than the fact that Trent is hard up for the girl living in his house. His stepsister.” Lorenzo, apparently, has a death wish tonight because if he doesn’t shut the fuck up, I’m going to kill him.
Would that make me the new head of the mafia?
“Dad fucked her sister, so at best, that would make Payton my aunt, which she’s not since Dad and the sister were never married,” I inform him, my voice curt and to the point.
Cyrus cracks his neck. “As much as I want to chitchat with all of you pussies, which I don’t by the way, I have better things to do. Can we get to the fucking point? No more interruptions.”
Not surprisingly, Cyrus is the serious one.
“Someone tried to hurt her, and they wanted it to look like it was me,” I tell the men at the table.
“She’s going to be okay?” Matteo asks.
“Mercifully, she is. Concussion. Bruised ribs. A sprained ankle. That’s it, and she got lucky. She didn’t get the brunt of it, but still, not the point. The point is, someone tried to kill her, and I have a feeling I know who it is.”
“Paul,” Jax finishes.
I nod.
“That fucker,” Lorenzo hisses.
Matteo leans forward in his chair. “Why do you think he went after her?”
“As much as I hate to say it, I think it’s because he thought she was important to me.”
“Well, she is, right?” Matteo assesses me.
“I have no idea. My feelings are complex, to say the least. All I can tell you is it didn’t start this way.”
“Welcome to the party, brother.” He laughs, and I’m happy Matteo finds my suffering so entertaining.
“The thing is, from an outsider’s point of view, I was always with Payton. She lived in my house. He must have thought that she meant something to me. That we’re involved. So, he went after her to hurt me.”
I care about her.
