Page 65 of One Wild Night

“Oka—” she was cut off by something. “Ryan, someone is trying to open your door!”

“Stay quiet and don’t open it. I’ll be there soon!” If he harmed one hair on head, Paul would die a slow, painful death.

I stayed on the phone until I pulled up outside the club. I was lucky that I spotted Jamie and Bennett arriving at the same time.

“What’s wrong, boss?” Bennett frowned as I began to charge through the back door.

“Jenkins is in my office. He’s after Trixie,” I snarled. “Bennett, do a sweep of the club. There may be more of these fuckers inside. Jamie, follow me!”

I could make out Paul’s voice as I charged down the hallway.

“Fuck, I’m definitely going to have some fun with you,” I heard him say to Siena as I caught sight of them. He was holding her by the waist while running the barrel of his gun down her body

There was one other man standing there laughing, and Siena was shaking with fear. These fuckers were dead!

“Like fucking hell you are!” I roared, pulling out my glock and aiming it directly at Paul.

“Ryan!” Siena cried out my name like a prayer. Don’t worry, baby, I’ll keep you safe.

“Who is this?” Paul chuckled darkly at me.

“I’m your worst nightmare. Let her go, Jenkins!” I glared, squeezing the trigger slightly but not firing the weapon.

“You know who I am.” He seemed impressed. You fucking wait until I’ve put a bullet in your head if you hurt her, asshole.

“You are not getting back at Tony Valenti by using Trixie,” I stated. Jamie had moved to the left hand side of me and was watching the other guy in the room carefully. “I suggest you let her go before I shatter your fucking kneecap.”

“Who are you?” Paul asked, pulling Siena in tighter and pressing his gun into her side more forcefully. He really shouldn’t be pissing me off.

“Ryan Lawson. Manager of this club and Capo for Carlo Valenti. I’m giving you one final warning, asshole!” I cautioned. “Get your fucking dirty hands off her!”

“You’re not going to shoot while I have Trixie.” I could see tears begin to trickle down my girl’s face. I needed to end this fast.

“True, but I’m not letting you take her out of this club, either.”

“I’d say we are at an impasse, then. Wouldn’t you agree?” Like fuck we were. “How do you suggest we end this?”

“I want you to get the fuck out of this club and pick a fight with Tony some other way.” Paul raised his eyebrow in response. I didn’t want to kill this fucker if I could avoid it. Truthfully, as long as it didn’t involve Siena, I secretly hoped this guy would give Tony a beating he’d never forget. I could hear commotion and shouting behind me, but I wasn’t shifting my focus until Siena was safe.

“I’m up for that, but I’m not letting Trixie go until I’m by the back door. I value my life too much.” Clever fucker, but I knew his game. I’d already spotted the getaway car outside when I arrived. If he tried to take Siena with him, he was a dead man.

“I suggest you start walking then,” I glared. I watched as Paul pulled Siena with him, using her as a human shield. His glock was pinned against her waist as they moved. I hated the fear in her eyes. Just a few more seconds, baby. Hang on.

“You looked worried, Ryan,” Paul mused as his colleague slipped through the rear exit.

“You’re close to the back door. I’m wondering if you’re stupid enough to try and take Trixie with you,” I admitted, leaning my arm on the wall next to the door. Paul smirked darkly, trying to slip through while pulling Siena back with him. Fine, fucker, if that’s how you want to play it. Siena was watching me worriedly, so I quickly grabbed the handle and pulled the heavy door into Paul’s shoulder, making him lose his grip on her for a slight second. That was all the time I needed to pull her out of his arms and push her toward Jamie.

“Youwerethat fucking stupid,” I snarled, hitting him in the face with the butt of my gun. He stumbled, falling on his ass on the pavement.

“Are you going to kill me?” Paul groaned from the ground. It was an intriguing thought—I honestly considered it for a second or two—but I needed to make sure Siena was okay.

“This isn’t my fight, but I’m warning you...leave Trixie out of this. I don’t care if you pick a fight with Tony—he deserves it for more reasons than you think—but I’m telling you to find another way to get him back for what he did.”

“You’re really letting me go?”

“Fuck off before I change my mind!” I sighed, watching him stand up and rush over to his getaway car.

“The club is clear, boss,” Bennett called, but I was hardly listening. My eyes were fixed on Siena, who was watching me with tears streaming down her face.

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