Page 87 of Flawed

About an hour later, Biagio goes to the restroom. I try to stay engaged in the conversation with the brunette, but I'm barely listening. A moment later, Jacopo passes me.

The hairs on my neck rise. "Excuse me," I say to the woman, taking her off my lap.

She giggles. "Baby, where are you going?"

Not your baby.

"I'll be right back," I state, then rise.

I glance down the hall where Gianni disappears then reappears. He taps his hand on his hip, and I go toward the restroom.

I'll kill both Biagio and Jacopo. Perfect scenario.

I'm ten steps from the restroom when Biagio steps out. He puts his arm around me and orders, "Luca, come with me."

Not now.

"I have to take a leak. I'll see you in a minute," I announce.

"You can wait. There's someone I need to see, and you're going to help me," he claims.

My gut flips. I protest, "Let me use the bathroom first."

He chuckles, grabs me, and steers me down the staircase.

Not again.

Why does this always happen?

We get to the end of the staircase, and Biagio opens the door to the third-floor suites.

"What are we doing here?" I ask.

"Getting a woman."

"This isn't our floor."

He shrugs. "So? Don't be a pussy."

Fuck!

He saunters into the O'Connor suite, approaches Aidan's girlfriend, and spins her into him.

She gapes at him in surprise.

He leans into her, murmuring, "Hey, baby, I think you're in the wrong suite."

She pushes him and screams, "Aidan!"

I tug at him. "Biagio, we have to go."

It's too late. Aidan rushes over, pushes his girlfriend back, then plants one right on Biagio's cheek.

Biagio doesn't flinch. It's probably because he's on so many steroids, but he barely moves.

Aidan flings himself back toward him.

I get in the middle to stop it. "Enough! We're leaving," I shout, but it's pointless. Aidan is livid, and Biagio loves a good fight. I try to push them apart, but Brody comes flying into the mix and hurls his body at me.

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