I down the whiskey like it’s a shot.
A drink this expensive is meant to be savored, but I am losing my patience with many things around me, so the faster my body absorbs the alcohol, the better.
Another man chimes into the conversation. “We’re going to search their accounts. The twenty grand that was taken wasn’t in cash, so it’ll be in their withdrawals.”
“I don’t give a fuck about the moneyexactly. I care about who is taking it, and why they are taking it.”
Another sip falls down my throat.
The room is filled with poker tables and women. I am not watching a single one of them like I used to.
The room isn’t closed off completely; the wall to my left has a view of the entire club below me. I tune out what these idiots are saying to me when I find Nina dancing her heart out with some random stranger.
My teeth grind together as I rub my head. What the hell does this girl think she is getting into? I did warn her that if she talks to any other man, their death will be on her hands. Does she not think I will do it?
Fuck.
I wave my hand at the men across the table from me. “Just do what you have to do.”
I slam my glass down on the table and swing the door open with pure rage filling my veins. As I push my way through the crowd of sweaty people, I finally lay eyes on what is mine, andonlymine.
Where the fuck is Enzo? He won’t hear the end of this.
Nina’s back is toward me. I don’t think she even knows I am standing behind her.
I roll up the sleeves of my shirt. My arms grab her lower back. I turn her around quickly in one swift motion.
Once her eyes find mine, her tense muscles relax.
Something about her is different than before I left for Italy. This Nina seems arrogant and careless.
I grab onto her arm and pull her to the bar, picking her up and sitting her down on the stool.
I step between her legs, grabbing onto her throat to pull her ear to mine. “What the fuck was that?”
“I didn’t do anything wrong.” She bites on her bottom lip.
She’s trying to get under my fucking skin.
“I am going to teach you a lesson in respect.”
“Oh, please do.” A smile gradually appears on her red-painted lips.
“You will listen to me from now on, or I will have you begging me in more than one way.” My hands trail down to her chest as she sucks in a sharp breath.
“Or what?” she asks, challenging me.
“Or I will fuck you in front of everyone here, so they know you’re mine.”
“You wouldn’t.”
My jaw tightens as I lick my lips. She doesn’t know me at all.
Screw control and respect.
My hand glides along her bare thigh.
She tries to stop my hand from venturing further, but her weak arms won’t stop me. She has pushed me too far, to the point of no coming back.