Page 60 of Twisted Games of Revenge

“If you end up dead, I won’t be able to live with myself, so I’ll take that chance.” His hand skates down my arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps. “Who is Sebastian Huxley?” he asks.

“Some dude who thinks he can buy me.” I roll my eyes, still irritated by his suggestion.

“What the fuck?” he growls out, looking over his shoulder for any sign of this guy.

“He’s long gone, Geo, don’t let it stress you. I’m not. Soon as I told him I was marrying Alex, he backed off.”

“Except he gave you his card, and that means he thinks he’s still in with a chance.”

I stare into the depths of his eyes, knowing he’s right but not wanting to admit it.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I hear Sloane’s voice from behind us, and I take a step back from Geovani to see what’s going on. The motherfucker himself, Enzo Moretti, is striding through her club, heading straight for me. And he looks like he’s on a mission.

“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath so only Geovani can hear me. He moves in front of me.

Onyx, a wall of rock and muscle, moves to position himself between Enzo and Sloane, stopping her from getting any closer to him. Onyx takes one hand and captures hers in front of them. She struggles against his grip, but he’s more determined and stronger than she is.

I take off across the club, trying to minimize the damage. I know the threats she’s made about killing Enzo if he ever stepped foot in this place again. “Enzo, are you looking for me?” I ask, my voice light and airy.

He grins at me like he’s won something just being here, and I know it’s because he’s aware of how uncomfortable he’s making Sloane. “Geovani.” He nods in his direction, and I realize he must be right behind me.

“Why don’t we take this out the front,” Geovani suggests.

Enzo ignores his idea and takes a seat at one of the tables in the front, motioning for someone to get him a drink. I throw Sloane an apologetic look. She scowls but nods, knowing this is a means to an end and moves around the back of the bar with Onyx’s arm wrapped firmly around her. She instructs Myriah to pour us a round of drinks, her voice filled with venom.

I take a seat across from him, and Geovani slides into the seat beside me, our drinks arriving immediately. Myriah throws me a worried look before scurrying back off to the bar.

Enzo watches her in a way that gives me the creeps. If he fucking touches her, I will shoot him right now in the center of this place. I pat my trusty knife at my side, needing the reassurance it provides.

“Why are you still working for Sloane, Vivian? We both know you’re making enough money to leave this shitty job behind.” He looks me up and down, and for the first time, it’s with the same look he used to give me as Harley. Disappointment or disgust, I’m not sure which, but I know he’s not impressed. “Being a Moretti is about more than just marrying into my family. It’s about showing the rest of them we are better, and no daughter-in-law of mine will keep a bar job.” His eyes meet with Geovani, and I know he’s waiting for his input.

“I have to agree with Enzo on this, Viv. It’s not safe for you to be working at a biker bar. The offer you just received is proof enough.”

I throw Geovani a look for siding with him, even though I already knew his thoughts on the matter. I wouldn’t put it past him to call in the big guns just to get me out of this place, but then that would be siding with Enzo, and I know he wouldn’t do it to me. “Sloane has been very good to me; I didn’t want to let her down and just quit on her. I’ve given my notice, but these things take time.”

Enzo’s eyes meet mine, dark and cruel. Something has shifted since I saw him last. He’s irritated and ever more asshole-like than normal. “Tonight will be your last, Vivian.” His voice is commanding and holds a don’t-fuck-with-me edge to it.

My heart sinks. “Okay,” I agree reluctantly, knowing I need to comply with him on this because I can’t afford to fight him on it. He’s right, I don’t need this job, I was just doing it because I enjoyed hanging out with the girls here. But knowing Geovani will be watching my every move kind of takes the fun out ofit now anyway. “I’m sorry, I totally understand where you’re coming from. No need to cause any trouble here tonight.”

His grimace morphs into a sick and twisted kind of smile, that of a man who knows how easy it is to have every damn person fall at his feet. He thinks I’m scared of him. Oh, Enzo, if only you knew the truth. I’m going to fuck you over so badly, and the best bit is you’re never going to see it coming from the pretty, compliant little Vivian.

“Can I ask you a question?” I tilt my head.

He throws back his drink casually. “Anything.”

“How did you know Alessandro would fall for me? Was it a lucky guess or was there something else to it?” I’m not even sure why I ask it, but something has been bothering me about the way his parents plucked me out of the crowd at the casino. And I know they didn’t know exactly what they would do with me then. They still had something in mind or Enzo wouldn’t have interrupted the game I was playing with Sebastian. A new little nugget of information I now know.

“That boy is just like his papa. He’s defiant as fuck. You were the exact opposite to what his mother and I would have selected for him. So instead of trying the same prissy little girls with no luck, we went for you.”

“Were you watching me at the casino as well?” I ask innocently, knowing very well he was.

“I’m always watching, Vivian. I run this town, every part of it.” His eyes meet Geovani as he says it, and I’m sure it’s in some sort of warning to him. Or is it something else entirely? Geovani’s lips form a thin line, and I know he’s holding back the things he wants to say.

“Impressive,” I say like I’m genuinely awestruck at his manipulation skills. I’m not, but it sure is easy to convince him.

“Boy, give us a minute,” he says in Geovani’s direction, waving him off.

I feel the tension intensify. “I have been given strict instructions not to leave her alone,” Geovani growls, and I can feel he’s ready to fly across the table.

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