Page 81 of Enemy Mine


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He ignored me. “What did the lady want?”

“Said she had an appointment with her. I took care of it, but we gotta move soon. Finish up.”

Aiden faced me. “Manchester was easy. Declan isn’t a fan of the gays.” He chuckled. “He recruited a few enforcers, Niall and Rooney, of course. A few of them kept Vincenzo and his guys occupied at the station while the others secured this place.”

He had backing, but he was delusional if he thought it was enough. “I’m not calling Albert.”

He nodded, lifted his gun, and shot Rowan in the head. Instant kill.

“No!” Finn shouted. “You motherfucking piece of shit, you’re a dead man.”

“You first.” Aiden aimed his pistol at Finn.

“If you kill anyone else, I never speak.”

“Make the call.” He held out the phone, and I shook my chains.

“Would you like me to grab that with my tongue, you fucking moron?”

He gritted his teeth. “I dial, you talk.”

“Fine.” I gave him the number and after the second ring, Albert picked up.

“Yeah.”

“Hi, Albert, it’s Fred.”

“What’s up? You get that fuck, Aiden?”

I leveled my former driver with a glare. “Yup. Found him, and would you believe he’s super innocent and isn’t at all a baddie. Like he’s just cotton-candy sweet. Bought us matching sweaters and everything.”

“Fuck,” Albert whispered. “He’s got you, huh?”

“Seems that way. Hey when I’m dead, spread the word that Aiden likes to fuck goats.”

“You…” Aiden disconnected the call and threw it, and it shattered when it hit the wall. “I’m going to enjoy this.”

He gripped my neck again and this time squeezed until my breath was cut off. Darkness creeped in at the edges, and all I could think about was Vincenzo.

His million-dollar smile, the way every touch left a mark that sunk deep into my skin and tattooed itself to my soul. The taste of his tongue and the power it had to short-circuit my brain and calm the chaos.

How he truly saw me.

I could search the world ten times over and never find anyone who looked at me the way he did. Like I mattered, like I was precious and could do anything. How he saw in me the fighter and didn’t ignore my vulnerabilities; instead he made me own them and see where they took me.

I’d miss him. I’d miss the unknown future. The hope…the dream.

I’d miss the happily ever after I had always wished I’d get.

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

Vincenzo

I didn’t know who Aiden had gotten to work with him, but they weren’t going down without a fight. Eden went in from the back, I went in from the front, and Zion entered from a sliding side door. We had all the exits covered.

There were two guys in the kitchen that Eden disposed of quickly, but not so silently. By the main door there was one large guy. He pushed me into the wall and when I say into, I was in the drywall.

Fortunately, his movements were slow, and I got a shot off and then another three.

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