Page 63 of The Devil

“Where is everyone?” I hear Cassia call, and it shatters the moment between Jenna and me.

JENNA

Where Enzo’s expression was tender a second ago, it’s now grim, like he’s about to kill someone.

I pull away from him and climb off the bed just as Cassia appears in the doorway.

As her eyes flick between Enzo and me, he growls, “Your timing sucks. Next time, call before you come over.”

“That’ll be the day,” she snorts, then her gaze settles on me. “Are you okay?”

Not by a long shot.

I gesture for them to leave and point at the bathroom.

“Okay. I’ll wait in the kitchen for you,” Cassia agrees. When she turns to go, but Enzo remains sitting on the side of my bed, she says, “Come, Enzo. Stop hovering around Jenna.”

His features turn even harsher, and when he grabs his gun from where it’s lying on the covers and climbs to his feet, I actually fear for Cassia’s safety.

“Santiago sent antibiotics for you. He’s gone to the factory to make sure everything is okay there, and Dominik is taking care of the…” Her eyes dart to me before she looks at Enzo again. “Let’s give Jenna space. We can talk downstairs.”

Hmm.

Enzo glances at me as they both leave, and I wait a few seconds before I hurry to the door. I get down to the floor, and crawling on my hands and knees, I move closer to the banister.

“Dominik has paid off the senator. The bodies you left in the middle of the road have been disposed of. You really made a mess, you know?”

“Don’t blame me. The stupid bastards attacked me,” Enzo growls.

Gosh, if he ever uses that tone with me, I’ll wet myself right on the spot!

“Here’s your meds. Complete the course,” Cassia tells him.

“Thanks.”

“How are things with Jenna?”

“None of your business.” Enzo lets out a sigh. “I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, but I’ll take over from here on out.”

Cassia bursts out laughing. “Keep dreaming. I’m here for Jenna, and I’m not leaving until I’ve talked to her. Alone. So, you can make yourself scarce.”

Who is Cassia that she’s not afraid to stand up to Enzo?

I crawl back into my bedroom before getting up so I can change out of my pajamas. Like always, I put on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, and I tie my hair up in a ponytail.

Gosh, the past few days have been a rollercoaster ride and a half.

I can’t believe Enzo shot my door to get into my bedroom.

Is it weird that I appreciate the comfort he gave me?

Probably, and it’s even weirder that you actually believed him when he promised he wouldn’t hurt you.

While I brush my teeth, I wonder about the relationship between Enzo and Cassia. And who are the other three men I saw last night?

One of them must be Santiago.

Once I’m done, I take a deep breath and grab my phone from my bed before leaving the bedroom. Heading downstairs, I go to the kitchen. There’s no sign of Enzo, and I find Cassia sitting at the island, sipping on a cup of tea.