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I huff out a disbelieving laugh.
So not only is he ruining my life by forcing me here, but he’s painting a big red target on my back too.
It makes me sick to my stomach.
He’s going to get me killed!
I’m so stupid. How could I be so stupid?
The papers continue to taunt me.
Signing them will—I don’t know. Will it protect me or put me in more danger? I guess neither, considering the marriage will happen either way.
I’m not signing them. I’m not giving Enzo the satisfaction of thinking he’s won this.
I did nothing to be twisted up in this mess. This is my father’s mess. Why should I be stuck paying his debts? He should be the one forced to marry someone! Not me.
I glance at those papers again. Maybe there’s still a chance to convince Enzo to change his mind. Maybe I can talk him into making another deal.
I get up from the chair, leaving the papers where they are and head upstairs. I go to the room I’ve seen him enter a few times and knock, hoping he’s inside.
“Come in!” he calls, and I open the door. He’s at his desk, three huge computer screens behind him with camera feed in color. He’s looking at something on a laptop, a glass half full of amber liquid beside him.
He looks up at me, his face remaining neutral. Did he know it was me?
“Can I help you?” he asks in a tone that tells me he isn’t happy to see me.
“You have to understand where I’m coming from,” I say, walking into the room. Enzo holds my stare, leaning back in his chair and folding his hands together. “You’re forcing me to marry you for something my father did. How is that fair?”
“Would you rather be dead?”
“What?” I breathe out. I shake my head and step back. “Are you going to kill me if I refuse to marry you?”
Enzo sighs. “Considering I have a load of work to do, and I know you well enough to know you won’t stop until you have some sort of answer, I’ll give you one. Just one.” He raises a brow at me.
“Okay,” I choke out.
“Your father messed with the wrong people. People who, without me stepping in, would have killed both you and your father.”
I shake my head again, my body going ice cold. “No—”
“Yes,” Enzo says.
There’s nothing about him that tells me I shouldn’t believe him. Why would he lie about that? He’s not gaining anything from it. And he hasn’t lied to me about anything so far. At least, not that I know of.
“Because…” My mouth goes dry, so I swallow and lick my lips. “Because of the mafia?”
Enzo smirks. “I knew you’d figure it out. Just like I know you’ll figure the rest of it out too.”
He goes back to his laptop, and I step up to his desk.
“But if it’s money he owes, can’t I pay it back?”
Enzo shakes his head, not looking away from his laptop. “We tried that already.”
“But I know about it this time. I’ll make sure we get you the money. I’ll—”
He looks up at me and says, “Jordan, you’re a smart girl. Act like it.” I rear my head back, trying not to be offended by that. “Your father fucked me over. Bad. I risked a lot of things not killing him myself. I get you don’t know what it’s like in this life, but I do. You need to trust me.”
