A moment later, Lorenzo and his men were led into the room, the hostess quickly closing the door behind her, fear on her face.
“I’m surprised you showed,” Matteo said smoothly as he watched them seat themselves across from us at the table.
The quiet one, Ethan, the sugar daddy, looked around, his green eyes showcasing his nerves. He wouldn’t be an issue. ColeScott and Lorenzo De Luca, however, would be if it came down to it. I doubted their men had anything on our men. Lorenzo had brought just as many as we had.
Ethan exhaled and glanced at Alessandro, who wore a sour look on his face. He was pissed. He wouldn’t even ride with us, and had brought his friend Ryder with him. He was waiting outside, which was a good thing, I suppose, if Alessandro needed him.
Alessandro reminded me so much of his father. Big, muscular, no-nonsense.
Lethal.
I kept my face emotionless. I had to get through this without fucking anything up, despite my desire to reach across the table and choke the life out of Cole. Had he not interfered, Rosalie would be safe right now and not missing.
I blamed him just as much as I blamed myself.
“Why wouldn’t I show? My girl is missing,” Lorenzo said.
“Yourgirl?” Matteo nodded to Lorenzo’s wedding band. “I didn’t take Rosalie as a side piece.”
And he’d told me to be nice…
I was glad he got the dig in, though.
“Fuck you,” Cole snarled. “Piece of shit. I know you have her. This is your way of trying to start a fucking war with us?—”
“If I had her, I would not be wasting my time here,” Matteo snapped, sitting forward slightly. “I assure you, Mr. Scott, I have more pressing matters to deal with.”
“We only want to get this sorted,” Ethan murmured. “Please. Wherever she is could be bad. E-Everett wasn’t f-found. If he has her…” His breathing picked up. I narrowed my eyes at him. He had many issues, and I felt bad for him. I knew his history. We knew all our enemies. This man had been through hell.
“E,” Cole murmured.
Ethan visibly trembled, his breathing picking up. I watched Anson slide a wrapped candy across the table to him wordlessly, his face holding no emotion.
Despite his anger, Alessandro was still kind, at least to Ethan. I admired that. Ethan took the candy and, with shaking hands, opened it before putting it into his mouth.
Matteo watched with interest, probably logging away what he could use as a weakness if he needed to.
“How about asking this German fuck where she is?” Cole continued, glaring at me, dragging me back to the moment.
“Klaus has divulged his side. We want to hear yours,” Matteo said before I could say anything.
Cole Scott was trying my patience.
“I saw her kissing that prick.” Cole scowled at me. “I waited for her in the bathroom. When she came in, because I know her, I… talked to her.” Cole shifted, his voice lowered, and looked at his hands.
Alessandro narrowed his eyes at Cole. “What did you do?”
Immediately, I was on edge again.Do?What the fuck did Alessandro know that we didn’t? Was Cole violent with my girl? I’d rip his head from his body if he touched her.
“Fuck you, Ass Hat?—”
“Cole, we’re trying to find her,” Enzo murmured. “Come on.”
“I fucked her,” Cole snapped, eyes flashing as he glared at me. I tensed, fury pouring through every fiber of my body at his words. Rosalie… cheated? But how could she cheat on me if I hadn’t asked her to be mine? My stomach twisted, but so did my hands. I’d really tear his fucking head off.
“How does that make you feel, big man?” Cole spat at me. “I fucked her, and she took all my cock. Eager for it. You want to know why?” Cole leaned forward.
I shook as I tried to contain my anger. Alessandro looked like he also struggled.
