登入“Can you drive to this bar?” I asked, showing the soldier the address on my phone. He glanced at it, nodded once, and turned the car around without a word.I hadn’t been back to Bethany’s bar since I found out my best friend Aiden was actually Vito. The place felt different now. Tainted.Did she know? Her husband and mother-in-law were deep in the mafia, so she must have crossed paths with Vito at some point. But why was she texting me for help? How did she even get my new number? Sebastian had given this to me. Oh shit… could it be her husband?I rubbed Cherry’s head as she dozed in my lap, stomach twisting with unease. “You can stop here,” I said when the bar came into view. I gently placed Cherry on the seat beside me and reached for the door handle.The soldier glanced at me in the rearview mirror. “Sir, I should come with you.”“No, there’s no need to follow me.”“But sir…”“Stay in the car,” I said firmly, cutting him off. “I won’t be long. Just wait here.”He looked unhappy a
I sat on the couch, bored out of my mind, flipping through channels without really seeing anything. He had left earlier for one of their warehouses, barking orders at his men like the control freak he was. Steve had taken the opportunity to drag my mom out on some fancy date, which she had been reluctant about at first.I told her to go. It’s already bad enough that I’m fucking her stepson — I wasn’t about to ruin her night just because I got my leg messed up chasing after said stepson’s cock. The soldiers standing around the room were no help. They just stared at me like I was some kind of live entertainment. None of them spoke unless spoken to, and even then their answers were short and robotic. I missed Cherry. My poor dog had probably been alone for days now.Wait… did Enzo even remember to send her to the sitter before everything went to hell?“Shit,” I muttered, pushing myself up from the couch. I balanced on my good leg, wincing as I tested the injured one. It hurt like hell
Levi POV.“Oh, I was just about to come get you,” my mother said, staring at me curiously as Enzo carried me down the stairs like I was a fucking bride. His arms were secure around my back and under my knees, holding me against his chest like it was the most natural thing in the world. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole.“He hit his leg in the bathroom,” Enzo lied smoothly, not even missing a beat.“Oh my, are you okay sweetie?” Mom’s curious expression instantly switched to full-blown worry as she hurried after us toward the dining table. Enzo gently lowered me into a chair, careful with my injured leg, before taking the seat right beside me.“I’ll serve your food and then you can take your medication after. Is that okay with you?” she asked, already moving toward the kitchen.“You can cook?” Enzo asked, sounding genuinely surprised. Haven’t he seen her cook before… oh yeah, she didn’t stay that much before abandoning me and going for her honeymoon. “Yeah. I have no idea if yo
Levi POV.“I mean, I just thought…” Enzo started, his voice careful.“No. You thought nothing,” I cut him off sharply, turning my head away from him. “I want no part of this.”What made him think I’d ever want to learn how to handle guns or any other weapons? The idea alone made my stomach twist. Even if I didn’t want to admit it out loud, what happened that night at the safehouse had scared the absolute shit out of me. What if it had been my mother instead of me? What if she had been the one caught in the middle of Enzo’s violent world?I rubbed my face hard with both hands, trying to push the dark thoughts away. “I’m hungry,” I said abruptly, desperate to change the subject.“I can make you something—” Enzo offered, already moving closer.“I’d like to bathe first,” I interrupted again, keeping my tone flat. “And you literally can't cook, what are you gonna feed me? Salad? Perfectly cut cucumbers?” Which Enzo has a weird obsession with, he loves eating them.He paused, studying me
Lorenzo POVThere are two things I officially hate the most right now.First is seeing Levi hurt.Second is him sleeping so peacefully beside me while I can’t fucking touch him the way I want to — all because he got hurt because of me.I can’t sleep. The room is dark, only a sliver of moonlight cutting through the heavy curtains, but it’s more than enough for me to see every detail of him. Levi is curled against my side, his injured leg carefully propped up on pillows, breathing slow and even. My arm is trapped underneath him, numb from his weight, but I don’t dare move. He’s using me as his personal pillow, warm and soft and completely trusting in sleep, while I lie here rock hard and aching.Unconsciously, he keeps shifting. His ass presses back against my very solid cock, grinding in these tiny, torturous circles every time he sighs. Soft, breathy sounds escape his lips — little whimpers and hums that go straight to my dick. I grit my teeth, one hand fisting the sheets so I don
Levi POV“Why are you suddenly asking me…” I started, voice unsteady.“It’s a yes or no question, Levi. Answer me.” Enzo cut me off sharply, his fingers still tangled in my damp hair as he continued drying it. The mirror in front of us reflected his intense gaze locked on mine. There was no escape from those eyes.I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My throat felt tight, heart hammering against my ribs. If I said yes, I’d feed straight into Sebastian’s suspicions. Enzo might not believe me even if I explained I’d known Vito long before realizing he was deep in the mafia world. If I said no, I’d be lying outright, and when the truth eventually surfaced — because it always did in Enzo’s world — he would be furious. Devastatingly so.So I chose the safer middle ground. The one that felt like walking a tightrope over knives.“No, Enzo. I do not know Vito.” It wasn’t entirely a lie, nor was it the full truth. I knew my friend Aiden — the guy I’d raced with, shared late-night talks







