Page 61 of Bratva Jewels Box Set
Zoe’s eyes widen hearing the accusation in Tomas’s voice.
“Yes.”
“All your memories?” Tomas questions her.
“Not all but most,” Zoe answers honestly.
“Have you been lying to us?” Tomas asks.
Zoe gasps at Tomas’s accusation.
Just as I am. “What the hell are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking that Zoe works for the Bratva. The same people who have been terrorizing my brother and me over our hotel contract in Mykonos,” he states angrily.
I’d forgotten about all that. Tomas had kept a lot of the details from me, choosing to keep it between his brother and himself while I got ready for my first art exhibition. It all happened right before Zoe turned up.
Fuck.
Now I understand Tomas’s thought process.
“What are you saying?” Zoe asks, looking up at him with blue eyes hard as steel.
“Are you a honey trap?” Tomas asks honestly.
Both Zoe and I are taken aback by his question.
“You seriously think I beat myself up, gave myself memory loss all to what? Steal something from you?”
“Tomas, you’re being irrational. Zoe is not connected to those men.”
“I’m being irrational? Those men nearly killed our project manager. They tried to send another employee to jail. They poisoned another’s dog. They ran someone off the road. Not once, not twice. I’ve lost count of all the things they have done to my employees,” Tomas shouts at me.
Zoe plays with her hands nervously while listening to Tomas’s tirade. I understand Tomas’s concerns. I had no idea things had gotten that dangerous for his employees. That is terrifying, so I get he is coming from a place of worry for them, but this is Zoe.Our Zoe.
“I think I should go,” Zoe says sadly, standing up off the sofa. She still has the blanket wrapped around her. She’s still naked from earlier.
Tomas nods as he folds his arms across his chest.
I watch the woman that I love walk out of the room. And probably out of our lives too. I’m torn between the two of them.
Standing, I turn my attention to Tomas.
“What?”
“You’re just going to let her go like that? You’re not going to talk about it? That’s it?” I ask him.
“Maybe we don’t know who she is, Mateo.” His voice is like stone.
“Yes, we do. We know that woman in there is a part of us. She lives right in here.” I thump my hand over my heart. “In a spot right next to you.”
Tomas shakes his head. “This is what they do. They research their competition. Find their weakest link and use it against them.”
“For what? What would her end game be?”
“Them getting the land cheaply. Enrique told us that the Bratva use the Greek Islands as a trade route for their products. They have to find ways to launder their money. A hotel is a legitimate way.”
“And what about Zoe’s story. You think she beat herself up to a bloody pulp and then threw herself at our gate?”
