Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Family.
I watch as Cassia hugs Jenna, and the way I’ve always viewed the head of the Greek mafia shifts.
Something that can only be described as brotherly affection creeps into my heart.
Letting out a breath of relief as Cassia ushers Jenna back inside the house to make her some tea, I walk to the bed and take a seat.
“I’m sorry you had such a fright. Oscar assures me there’s no one in the house and no signs of forced entry. I’ll look around if you want, but I promise there’s no way anyone who wants to harm you will get past the guards. You’re safe here.”
Jenna pulls the pad of paper and pencil closer and writes something. It’s upside down, and I have to turn the phone to read the words.
It’s not my imagination. Someone was in my bedroom. It was dark, and I was half asleep, but I saw a man leaning over me.
“Let me check the house while you make us tea. Okay?”
Jenna shakes her head and writes again.
What if he’s hiding somewhere and hurts you? You’re pregnant.
“Then I’ll shoot the asshole,” Cassia mutters as she walks to the front door and orders, “Oscar, give me your gun.”
My eyebrow lifts as she tells Jenna, “Wait right here, sweetheart. I won’t be long.”
Jenna stares after Cassia with wide eyes, and I watch as Cassia pretends to check all the rooms before coming into the main bedroom. She leaves the door partially open and points at the bathroom.
Reluctantly, I get up and follow her inside. She shuts the door, then uses her mom-voice on me as she hisses, “I should shoot you in the foot for your stupidity. Seriously, Enzo? You scared the crap out of Jenna!”
Usually, I’d lose my temper, but I can’t with Cassia. Not after all the help she’s given me.
It takes a lot for me to say, “I’m sorry. I won’t fuck up again.
“Why are you hiding from her?” she asks.
“She’s nothing like us. Do you think she’s going to accept me with open arms, once she learns who I am?”
Cassia takes a step back, her eyebrows pulling together as she shakes her head at me. “You’re one of the most feared men in the world, and you’re scared of a little woman like Jenna?”
“Don’t fuck with me, Cassia,” I warn her, my tone low. “Jenna isn’t ready to become a part of my life.”
Cassia’s expression turns tense with anger. “She will never be ready. You need to let her get to know you.”
I shake my head, and lifting my arm, I grip the back of my neck with my hand.
“I have to go,” Cassia mutters. “We’ll talk more later.”
She opens the door and leaves me standing in the middle of the bathroom.
No one has ever dared to speak to me the way she just did, and I’m not sure how I feel about it. But I can also understand where she’s coming from.
I let out a sigh as I step out of the bathroom and go to the bedroom door to lock it. Sitting down on the bed again, I watch the security feed.
It takes Cassia close to an hour before she has Jenna convinced there’s no one in the house and it’s safe.
It’s after five am when Cassia gets Jenna to go out to the dock with her so they can watch the sun rise, giving me an opportunity to get my ass out of the house.
I head back to the motel, thinking about what my next move will be.
Maybe I should call her?
No, dumbass. She doesn’t speak.
I could arrange a date and have the guards bring her to the restaurant. That way, there will be other people around, and she might not freak out.
Hmm…that could work.
Pulling up to the motel, I put the SUV in park and switch off the engine. After getting out, I go into my room, and sitting down on the side of the bed, I take off my boots.
I lie down, resting a hand on my chest as I stare up at the ceiling.
What will I do if Jenna can’t accept who I am?
Letting her go is not an option. I’ll keep her against her will if I have to, and with time, she’ll learn to accept me.
There’s no other option.
Chapter 13
JENNA
I’ve been on edge ever since Cassia left. I almost begged her to stay longer but I just couldn’t get the words out.
After cleaning and taking the opportunity to make sure there really isn’t anyone hiding in the house, I stop in front of the one room I’m not allowed to go into.
Rules be damned.
I open the door and cautiously step inside.
I swear, if someone jumps out from behind the bed, my soul will up and leave my body.
I hurry forward and quickly check behind the bed before looking in the bathroom. When I enter the walk-in closet, a frown forms on my forehead.