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Fuck me. Gianna and her goddamn blog.
“Keep going,” I growl, trying to keep my cool.
“I found out about how people go to certain places to do things they don’t want anyone else to know about. Like the place, you found me in. I didn’t know when I pushed for an invite into the place exactly what I was getting into, but I had a general idea. Anyways, after about an hour of being there, I was pulled to the side by the owner. She had her men drag me into another room and told me she knew who I was and what I was doing. She wasn’t about to let me expose her. She also stated she had plans for me. It was then they stuck me with something in my neck. It was a sex drug they call Heavenly Rose.”
Oh fuck. My stomach tightens, and it feels like knives burying themselves in my chest.
“Anyway, she said it was a small dose. Just enough to not fight,” Gianna whispers, dropping her gaze to her hands where she toys with her nails. “They filmed those women touching me. After she warned me, next time, she’d do much worse, and it won’t be her whores who do her dirty work.”
I’m gonna kill the bitch.
Gianna raises her head and looks at me, curiosity filling her gaze. “How did you know where I was? I didn’t leave a message when I called, but I was going to just let you know my location as a precaution, but you didn’t answer.”
Swallowing, I shake my head. This time it’s my turn to drop my gaze. “That woman . . . the one you’ve spoken of, she’s Peyton’s older sister and an enemy of the club.”
I lift my gaze back up when Gianna gasps. She knows who Peyton is and knows what happened. It’s not a secret in the clubhouse because she’s also friends with Fawn. Though they’re not close.
“Anyway, Veronica, the bitch that she is, messaged Peyton, and it held a video of you,” I inform her and move to sit on the end of the bed. Not facing her, I lean forward and brace my elbows on my knees, clasping my hands together. “Saw the video, flipped my shit. Didn’t think. I went after you. I wasn’t about to lose you.”
“War,” she whispers, but I ignore her.
“You’re my little sister, and I fucked up. I didn’t answer your call. If I had, I’d have told you not to fuckin’ go where you went. I should’ve fuckin’ answered.”
“Enzo, you couldn’t have known. It’s not on you, so don’t take it on your shoulders. I knew what I was doing was dangerous, but I went in anyway,” Gianna argued. “I’m safe now, and I swear I’ll drop the story. Find another one.”
Find another one. Right, I know my sister. She’s like a dog with a bone. She’s not gonna let this go. Not for long, at least.
“You don’t go for anything like this again,” I command, glancing over my shoulder at Gianna. “From now on, you get a wild hair to take on a story like this, you fuckin’ talk to me about it first. I won’t risk losing you. You’re my baby sister, and that means too much to me.”
“I promise,” she murmurs, meeting my gaze head-on.
I hold her gaze seeing the truth in her words. She’s not one for lying, and I always can pick up on any that she tries to pull on me. I nod to her and stand. “You need to rest.”
“Oh no, you don’t, mister. You’re going to tell me what happened with Shyann and why my best friend didn’t come check on me herself. Not when she knows me, and I had to give her one of our code words for her to trust I was safe.”
Code words? What the fuck?
“Start talking, big brother.”
“Don’t take that tone with me, Gianna.” I shoot her a glare and hold the one she gives me.
“Then tell me,” she snaps.
“Fuck,” I mutter, brush a hand through my hair and release a heavy breath. “I didn’t know she was your friend since you keep your friends away from the club and me.”
Gianna’s eyes widen, and she connects the dots before I can even halfway explain. “You slept with Shyann?”
“It was a one-time thing,” I mutter, not wanting to talk about my sex life with my sister. “Saw her come in the club and flipped my shit on her, not knowing she was here for you. Thought she was trying to come back for more.”
“Shy’s not one for having sex with strangers. The fact she did it with you surprises me,” Gianna murmurs, sounding surprised. “She must have felt she could trust you if she went there.”
“I’m not talking about this with you,” I snap, shaking my head.
“Good, ‘cause I don’t want to talk about it either. But you better apologize for being an asshole to my best friend. Shy’s different from women you normally associate with. Hell, she’s different from Fawn, Peyton, and even me,” Gianna yells, her face getting red.
“Why the hell do I need to apologize?” I furrow my brow. There’s no way I’m going to do shit.
“Because, War,” she says, sounding just as pissed as she looks. “My best friend isn’t a whore. She’s special, and the fact that she let you sleep with her means something. Even if it was a fuckin’ one-night stand.” She finishes with a high-pitched squeal, yelling at me. “I know you, big brother, and you better apologize because she doesn’t deserve whatever you said to her.”
