Page 95 of Heart of a Villain

“Paoli!” he called. “Are you watching? Do you see?”

“See what?” Paoli barked.

“I want her.”

“Take her if you want her. You’re overdue for a playmate.”

Sayeda glanced at Paoli.

If she wasn’t mistaken, he’d taken a step forward.

Novi advanced again.

Paoli watched the fight, his brows narrowed as if he was more than surprised at what Mo was capable of. “Memphis, Dallas,” Paoli called. “Now is as good a time as any to introduce yourselves.”

Like they were the fucking ninja turtles, the man from the elevator and his mirror image climbed over the balcony railing. They dropped onto the checkered floor, their boots ricocheting with simultaneous thuds.

Sayeda turned away for a nanosecond and somehow ended up in Paoli’s grip. But then, she heard a laugh and looked up into a pair of eyes so light they appeared to lack any color.

It wasn’t Paoli.

Novi had, at some point, released Mo. Yet, although he was holding onto her, he was still staring at Mo as though he’d discovered a long-lost treasure. If Giorgio was a dark force and Novi was his antithesis, it was clear why they would both be intrigued by someone like Mo.

One of the twins had switched places with Novi and wrapped their arms around Mo’s midsection, holding tight. The other was facing away from them, staring at the mouth of the hallway.

“Who is that?” one of the twins asked.

Novi turned.

When he turned, so did Sayeda.

Giorgio and Adrían were standing at the end of the long corridor.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-FIVE

“Hey, it’s you,” the twin holding Mo said, his attention on Sayeda. “You’re one of the twins from the elevator. Remember me? I’m Dallas. Where’s your sister? The four of us should get naked together.”

Sayeda returned to staring in Adrían’s and Giorgio’s direction. Neither man was known for their ability to hesitate, and with the way they approached, she figured at least one of these Gamma fuckers needed to be concerned.

Adrían brandished a pistol.

A deluge of concertgoers appeared as if someone had opened a secret gate at the end of the hall. The twin not holding Mo headed for Giorgio, and Sayeda almost called out to warn him. Did they not know who this was, or were they crazier than Giorgio?

A bullet whizzed by her ear.

Adrían shoved someone to the floor, his stride not breaking. Giorgio grabbed someone by the neck, an adult male, and tossed them aside like they weighed less than Aleksi.

Paoli had made his way over to Mo and was standing in front of her, studying her like she was some sort of prototype. The twin holding Mo grinned, leaned closer to her face, and parted his lips as if to make a comment, but then he froze.

“Memphis!” he called. “Look!”

The other twin—Sayeda decided to dub him the dumb one, considering the man was still facing in Giorgio’s direction—turned around and squinted. Then, he froze just like his brother had.

“Is that Mo?” he asked.

Paoli reached for Mo.

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