Page 80 of When We Fall: Part Two
He scoffed. “I am not Matteo, I promise you that.”
“I know you’re not.” I paused. “I do love him,” I answered, staring into Dominic’s eyes. “But we cannot be.”
“Never say never.” He gave me a sad smile. “One of the oneswho couldn’t begot my girl pregnant.”
I nodded at his words. Fallon was a lord and had gotten Bianca pregnant. It had been a whole mess.
“He doesn’t talk to me. Anson. I haven’t seen him either. Not since I woke at the hospital.”
“Rumor has it he’s tearing down heaven and hell to find the guys. I’ll know more soon.”
My eyelids felt heavy.
“Thank you. For talking to me.”
“Of course,” he murmured, tucking my blankets around me again. “I’ll stay until you fall asleep.”
I reached out and took his hand.
He didn’t pull away. Instead, he held it right back.
Guess we both needed some comfort.
TWENTY-FOUR
ENZO
Iwiped the blood off my face and stormed out of the warehouse. None of these leads led us anywhere but to more dead ends. I’d killed so many fucking Russian Bratva members that they couldn’t have had many more left.
I’d declared war openly on them.
They returned in kind by shooting up my clubs and making it impossible for me and my men to breathe without ducking.
But fuck them.
I knew they had something to do with the engagement party. All leads pointed to them.
We were losing men on both sides.
We’d just returned home after a night of killing, and I needed a drink.
Cole had immediately gone upstairs to Rosalie. I expected her to be sleeping. When I texted Colten earlier in the night, he said Jamie had gone in and lay in bed with her until she fell asleep.
I was grateful for Colten and Jamie. Them sticking around made shit easier since Anson was seemingly working on shit from his angle. All that was left was me and Cole, and we couldn’t look for the guys and watch Rosalie.
I felt like a rotten partner, though.
I’d been ignoring her, but it wasn’t because I didn’t love her. Quite the opposite.
I sat in my chair in the office, my shirt unbuttoned and a drink in my hands. The fireplace crackled beside me, and I closed my eyes, reliving the nightmare of the engagement party.
I can’t do this. Fuck. Mom and Dad. And Emilio? What the fuck?
I breathed in a lungful of fresh air, knowing I should be inside. I could deal with this mess later.
It was the gunshots ringing out that brought me back inside. The screams. The smoke as I rushed to find Rosalie, my mind on getting to her.
I pulled my gun out and shot at whoever was in a mask. It was E that I spotted first, having a meltdown next to one of the hotel staff who was clearly dead.
