"It was a flesh wound. It got your attention, made you realize how much you need her in your life."
"You kidnapped her," I thrust out my chest.
"And sent you to her," he tilts his head, “because you still allowed her to walk away, after almost losing her once.
He’s right.
"And here you are confronting us again, instead of escaping?" I frown. "Why didn't you ask Victoria about the bug when you took her?"
His jaw hardens, all expression wiped off from his face.
"Well?" I lean forward on the balls of my feet, "What's your play?"
Antonio glances around the room, then turns his gaze back on me. "There's no play."
I straighten, "You're lying."
"I discovered the bug, after you rescued her." He grits his teeth.
"You believe this asshole?" Weston mutters.
"Nah, do you?" I tilt my head.
Antonio's lips quirk, "The one time in my life I do something unselfish..." He shakes his head.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
He sighs, "You had your head so far up your ass, you couldn’t see how important she was to you. I wanted to push you along, make you come to your senses and own up to your feelings." He cups his chin in his hand. "It's what Nina would have wanted."
"That doesn’t explain why you came storming into the hotel," I retort.
His features stay impassive.
"Well?" I growl. "Now is your chance to come clean, you bastard."
"When I discovered the bug, I got pissed off. By putting me at risk, you put Nina in danger and that sent me off the deep end." He draws in a breath. "I wasn't thinking clearly... I charged back to challenge Victoria on it," he says. "By the time I came to my senses, I was already here in your hotel..." His voice tapers off. "I knew it could be a mistake, but I thought I might be able to turn the situation to my advantage."
"You wanted to be found out by us?" I scowl before another thought occurs to me, "You hoped we’d make you an offer to work with us?"
"That's what I had calculated," he nods.
"You took a risk." I rub the back of my neck. Should I believe him? Is he telling the truth? "You willingly put yourself in danger. Why?"
"It seemed like my best shot," Antonio says simply.
I glare at him, "That's not the only reason, is it?"
He hesitates.
"I am calling the cops," I threaten.
"You wouldn't," Antonio growls. For the first time, he seems shaken. Good.
"Try me," I drawl.
He glances at Gigi, then back at me.
Anger crowds my mind. "That's it," I snap, reach for my phone.