Page 53 of Ruthless King

“You ruined my life.”

I gasp and whirl around. Enzo is there, looking ragged, his shirt wrinkled. His eyes are blazing with anger. “I …”

He grabs my arm roughly and walks me to a private corner of the room. “You should feel ashamed of yourself.”

“What are you doing here? Nico will hurt you.”

“He’s already fired me. You need to pay for what you’ve done.”

“And what have I done?”

He leans in closer to me, reeking of alcohol. “You tried to kill him. Admit it.”

I may be a little naïve, but I’m not stupid. There’s no way I’m admitting my true mission to anyone, especially to Enzo, who has it out for me.

“You’re drunk. Let me go.”

His grip on my arm tightens. “Admit it.”

“Let her go,” Nico growls, shoving Enzo away. I gasp and stumble back.

“Nico,” Enzo says, surprise in his voice. Did he really not expect my husband to show up to protect me?

“Leave. Now.”

“Not until she admits it.”

Nico blinks, then frowns, turning to me. “What is he talking about?”

I shrug. “No idea.”

“She tried to kill you, Nico,” Enzo says. “You can’t just let her get away with that.”

Nico sets his dangerous eyes back onto Enzo. “You’re playing with fire. Leave before I hurt you so fucking bad you’ll be begging for me to end you.”

Enzo looks between the two of us before walking away.

Nico slumps against the wall, raking his hand down his face.

“Are you all right?” I ask.

“I should be asking you that.”

“I’m fine. Enzo didn’t hurt me.”

Nico drops his hand. “Why does he keep accusing you of trying to hurt me? Is there something I don’t know?”

Panic seizes my throat, but I manage to get words out. “No. I don’t know what Enzo’s problem is. I care for you, Nico. I’ve given you all of me now. I don’t want to hurt you.”But I must.

Nico looks at me for a long moment before grabbing my hand and kissing the back of it. “All right. But let’s go. I’m tired of this fucking auction.”

He walks past me, expecting me to follow. As I do, I catch the sight of Enzo down a long hallway. Standing next to him is Andrew. I almost stumble. What are those two up to? Enzowantedme to admit what I tried doing, which means he wanted to use it against me. I just know it.

Andrew catches my gaze and slowly smiles.

I quickly walk away, feeling utterly rattled.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I ask once we get home.

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