Page 67 of Savage Little Queen

I rubbed my eyes, really not wanting anyone to fight.

“He could go back and say he was trying to take Ivanov out. He had Bianca. He managed to get a shot on him and was able to get her from him, but ultimately Dom saved her from him. He ran and went into hiding until things died down.” Enzo looked from Drake to Dom. “That could work. If Ivanov were captured, he’d confess that Drake was there to take her out. I set it up that way for just that reason. It’s your out and his in.”

I looked to Dom, who nodded thoughtfully.

“I would like it if Levin weren’t going in alone,” Dom finally said.

“Fuck that. I don’t need that Russian fuck noodle to help me—” Levin started. Dom held his hand up to silence him.

“Levin, think about the bigger picture,” Dom said. “More manpower.”

Levin let out a sigh and went silent.

“So, Levin and Drake return. We pray Drake doesn’t get killed and that Levin can take out Matteo,” I said. “In the meantime, I stay back with Dom and B.”

“What about me?” Fallon asked. “What the fuck am I supposed to do?”

“Come home,” Dom said simply.

Fallon blinked at him. “What?”

“You’re a king, Vasiliev. You belong at our side. You, Vin, B, and I return to Bolten. Together. Levin and Drake go into thefold. We protect our queen.” Dom gave him an even look. “What do you say?”

Fallon stared at him for a moment before licking his busted lip. “I-I get to show that I’m with the kings?”

Dom nodded. “If you want. Or you can continue to lead the lords. It’s your call.”

Fallon breathed out. “I’m with you. Fuck the lords.”

“What about your old man?” Fox called out.

“Fuck him too,” Fallon said.

“I like fucking. I’m good with that.” Cole put back another shot. “If you guys have this sorted, then I think it’s time we discuss how we’re going to go about all of this shit.”

“I have more sugar to push,” Ethan spoke up. “A lot more.”

Dom nodded. “Sounds good. We can push it too. Build the empire. I’ll get my court on it.”

“I have my in with Vander Veer,” Enzo said. “We’ll have the weapons.”

“This could get dangerous,” Fox murmured.

“It always has been.” Enzo looked to him.

“Rosie,” Fox said, his Adam’s apple bobbing. He cast a quick look to B, who looked genuinely sad, like she was well aware of what he was thinking.

“Rosalie will be my wife. We will protect her,” Enzo said fiercely. “No one will touch her. We build the empire. We become the feared. No one would be stupid enough to fuck with any of us.”

“I don’t like it,” Fox said. “We can’t risk Rosalie—”

Enzo went to Fox and cradled his face. “I would never risk her intentionally, Fox.”

“Don’t marry her,” Fox whispered.

I glanced around the room to note that we were all uncomfortable with this conversation. It felt like we were intruding on something we had no business being part of.Whatever was happening in the love lives of the horsemen didn’t need to be landing on our ears.

“The alternative is me marrying someone who isn’t her,” Enzo snarled. “I won’t do that.”

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