Page 23 of Savage Devotion


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“Ellis OK?” he continued groggily.

“She’s fine, man. She’s worried about you and wants to come see you.”

He let out a soft breath. “I’m glad she wasn’t hurt. If it had been her?—”

“I know,” I said thickly. “I know.”

“Rosalie… is she OK?”

“She’s fine, man. Worried about you, too.”

A sad smile crossed his face, and he squeezed my hand gently again.

“Where is she? You guys got her out of Klaus’s right?”

“She’s safe. I called Dom. He set us up.”

“Good,” he mumbled.

“Try to rest,” I said gently, brushing his hair away from his forehead again. “I’m going to stay here with you.”

“No. Go to Rosalie and Ellis. They need you?—”

“You need me, too, and LeeLee and Ellis have Klaus and Evan right now. I’m staying. I’ve been with you since they brought you in. I’m not going anywhere, brother.”

“You’re nuts,” he said tiredly.

I smiled. “So are you. Now rest.”

He didn’t fight me further on it. Instead, he drifted off to sleep, and I stayed by his side, answering emails and doing more damage control, all while silently vowing to find who was behind this shit and send them to an early grave.

10

ENZO

Istared at Church as he sat in front of me. I had no idea how long I’d been here. Judging by the amount of food pushed through the slot in the door, at least a week, but probably closer to two.

“If you’re going to kill me, get it over with,” I said to him. “If not, let me fucking go. I have a business to run.”

“No worries.” Church waved me off. “Dominic De Santis is handling the city just fine. Might even move into your territory with you missing and all.”

I ground my teeth at that. Dom and I were friends. He wouldn’t do that to me.

“Or the Virelli family. In fact, I believe I heard they had.”

I swallowed. “So do something about it.”

“I am. I’m letting them.” He smirked at me.

I shook my head, disgusted with him. There were a lot of people in the world who pissed me off, but Dante Church took the cake. Sylar De Santis was second to that because he’d kissed my girl.

“Why are you here? To gloat? You fucking won. Congratulations.”

“What did I win?”

“You caught me. You have me down here. I’m away from the world and your sister. Congrat-u-fucking-lations.”

“Is that what you think this is about? My sister?”