Page 44 of Bad Little Bride

“You look fantastic, by the way.” She grins.

I press my teeth tighter together.

“The color really suits your complexion.”

My heart is beating manically, but I take slow, controlled breaths.

Inhale. One second, two seconds. Exhale.

Repeat.

“And the shoes?—”

“Enough.” My voice is level and calm and I deserve a medal for it.

Katana frowns, her mouth opening as she moves her eyes from me to the man beside me. “I don’t?—”

“I will make the scene of all scenes if you so much as look my way again tonight. I don’t give a shit who you are, where you came from, or why you’re still here. For however long it is that I have the seat you were pushed out of, you will stay the fuck away from me. Talk to him all you want, fuck him for all I care, but stay the hell out of my way.”

Her eyes flare wide and a deep grumble comes from the asshole beside me, but I’m done.

I don’t wait for our turn, reaching over and throwing the door open when we’re still two cars away.

Enzo’s swift grip latches onto my wrist, and I swing my head around.

His furious gaze clashes with mine, but I lift my chin.

“If you don’t want half the city bidding on your body parts for putting your hands on Rayo Revenaw’s daughter, I suggest you let me go.”

“You need to be briefed,” he snaps, grip tightening.

“And you need to remember that I don’t needyou.It’s you who needs me.”

“Walk away from me now and I will have to punish you for it.”

“You mean showing up at my sister’s place of business with the bride you bought and the whore you won’t let go of isn’t punishment enough? Or maybe that’s your entire game. Maybe that’s why you wanted me, as you keep claiming. Degradation of the desperate daughter.”

His eyes flare. “Watch yourfuckingtongue.”

“Watch your moves,Mr. Fikile,” I seethe. “I know what I bring to the table here, but you?” I scoff. “You arenothingbut a name to me.”

Enzo’s face goes slack, void of all emotion, leaving nothing but fire in his hellish eyes, but even that washes away with a single blink.

“Is this what happens when you get your feelings hurt?” His tone is full of ridicule. “Are you that threatened by her presence you?—”

I’ve got the blade I stole from Jayden’s trunk removed from beneath my right sleeve and flying across the car before he even realizes it’s happening, he’s so focused on my face.

Katana gasps, and his head whips her way, his fist shaking in rage at the sight.

I don’t have to look to know the blade is sticking half an inch into her bicep. I calculated the distance against the angle and weight of the blade when he was still mid-sentence. I threw just hard enough to cut through her muscle without piercing the bone.

“Boston, what the fuck!” he shouts, yanking the door closed. “Pull around again,” he orders the driver, and then we’re passing the entrance altogether, driving in a circle to get back around to the entrance.

“Bitch,” Katana hisses as she yanks it out, and I grind my teeth when Enzo offers her the handkerchief from his pocket.

She goes to take it, but when Enzo doesn’t release it, her eyes pop up to his.

He lowers his chin. “I don’t care if she shaves the skin from your bones, you will not speak to her that way, do I make myself clear?” he tells her.

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