LOGINLevi POV“What the fuck does that mean?” Sebastian snapped, shooting up from his seat, instantly defensive. His fists were clenched at his sides like he was two seconds away from lunging at me.“Whatever the fuck you think it means,” I replied calmly, leaning back against the pillows and lifting my gaze to meet his. I kept my tone light, almost bored, even though my leg was throbbing.“You’re really getting on my fucking nerves,” he warned, voice low and dangerous.“Am I?” I tilted my head, smirking. “Last time I checked, I wasn’t the one doing the bending—”“Levi!” Sebastian cut in sharply.I grinned wider. “I know you can scream better than that. Come on, moan louder for me.”“Okay, stop it—” Enzo stood up quickly as Sebastian took a threatening step toward me, looking like he was genuinely about to punch me in the face. Part of me wished he would. At least then I’d have a real reason to hate him more.“Calm down,” Enzo said, stepping between us. “He’s just joking.”“The fuck he is
“What makes you think I feel anything for you?” I fired back, trying to sound stronger than I felt. Enzo tilted his head a little to the side, surprise flickering across his face for a split second. “Oh?” “Oh fucking what?” I continued, voice rising. “Because we fucked around a little, does that mean I’m suddenly catching feelings? Oh please. I could get a better cock elsewhere.” Enzo’s expression changed. The softness vanished, replaced by something darker. He groaned in disapproval, eyes narrowing. “Hold your horses, wildflower.” He moved fast, climbing onto the bed and caging me in with his body, careful of my injured leg but still pinning me down. One hand gripped my jaw, forcing me to look at him. “You could get a better cock elsewhere?” he repeated, voice low and dangerous. “Is that what you think?” “I know so,” I shot back, trying to sound confident even as my pulse raced. “No.” Enzo leaned in closer, his breath ghosting hot over my neck. “You can’t. You and I bo
“What the fuck do you mean no?” I blurted out before I could stop myself, heart slamming against my ribs.“I mean no,” Sebastian replied, his voice dripping with mockery. “Would you like me to say it in your native little language?”“Lo, take me off speaker,” Sebastian added quickly.Enzo stared at me for a long, heavy second, suspicion burning in his eyes. My stomach twisted. He finally tapped the screen and pressed the phone to his ear, turning slightly away from me.I could only hear his side of the conversation — low hums, a few short words, his jaw tightening with every passing second. That fucker better say the right thing. If Sebastian threw me under the bus right now, I was done.The call lasted less than a minute. Enzo hung up and slowly turned back to face me. His expression was unreadable, but the tension in his shoulders told me everything I needed to know.“Since when are you and Sebastian friends?” he asked, voice dangerously calm.I swallowed hard. “Well… I happened to
Levi POV“I’m sorry, I just wanted you to see,” Bethany said again for the fifth time, her voice small on the other end of the line.“You lied to me. You sent me a help message. I was worried!” I yelled into the phone, trying to keep my voice down so the soldiers outside the room wouldn’t hear.“I’m sorry, I just wanted you to see what was happening. Look, I didn't mean to make you—”“So you knew he was Vito?” I cut her off sharply. “You knew this whole time?”“I mean, you’re fucking a mafia heir. I was kinda surprised you didn’t know. I always assumed Vito planted you there.”Can you believe this bitch?“What the fuck? I call him Aiden. Why would I call him that if he was Vito?”“He is Aiden too. It’s also his name.”“Like that matters now.”“It does. I already righted my wrong by letting you see that. I had no idea you never knew he was Vito.”“How does making me see that help me at all?” I hissed. “I can’t just go to Enzo and say—” I paused, glancing around. The soldiers were every
“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







