Page 168 of Savage Devotion
She shook her head at him, venom in her dark eyes, before looking at me.
“I know who you are.”
“Yeah?” I stared in amusement at her.
“You’re Lorenzo De Luca.”
“Congratulations,” I murmured. “You found a mafia don.”
She visibly swallowed as she continued to stare at me. I stepped into her space. She shook as I reached out and took her chin firmly into my hand.
“Listen, I don’t make threats unless I plan on carrying them out,” I murmured. “But if you cause problems for Cole and his girl, I will be forced to do some very bad things to you in places where no one can hear you scream. You don’t want me to do that, do you, Josie?”
She shook her head, fear in her eyes.
“Then I suggest you quietly walk away and never bother Cole again. If he tells me you bothered him, I’ll find where you live, and I’ll take you from your warm bed before I fuck you until you bleed. Then? I’ll put pretty new holes into your body to have fun with. Do you understand me?”
She stared at me, her fear nearly palpable.
“Speak!” I barked at her.
“Y-Yes. I understand.”
“Good girl,” I murmured. “Now run along to Lucky’s. I’ll be watching.”
She shot a longing look at Cole before scurrying away from us.
“Wow. Look at you, being my white knight,” Cole said. “Gosh. My hero!”
“Your shirt is stupid,” I muttered, eyeing the neon pink and sparkly cartoon unicorn.
He scoffed. “Bitch, it has glitter. You’re stupid.”
I shook my head and handed him the baby clothes. “Go see your girl, you jackass.”
He grinned at me, clearly already over Josie, and strode to the elevator.
I shook my head after him, a small smile on my face.
It didn’t matter the shit going on around him. He really was a crazy ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.
51
ANSON
This was a fucking PR nightmare.
I rubbed my eyes as I sat in Rosalie’s hospital room with Enzo and Ryder. Cole had run off to get coffee, and Evan and Klaus had gone with him, likely to kick his ass for this mess. Ellis was with Dante for the time being. We’d sent her and Trix there.
“Ani?” Rosalie called out softly.
“LeeLee,” I murmured, taking her hand in mine. “What’s wrong, baby?”
Cole had made them admit her, so instead of getting to our place to see her, I had to go to the hospital.
Reporters were already circling like buzzards outside the building. So much for fucking privacy policies.
I wasn’t mad she was here. I was pissed at the situation, which never should have happened. The doc said she had some syncope. She’d done that when she was pregnant with Ellis, but she’d never gotten hurt. I expected the fight between Cole and Ryder might have led to it. When I’d walked in, Ryder hung his head and wouldn’t even look at me.
