“I said get the fuck out,” Rosalie snarled.
“Rosalie—” I started, wanting to tell her to relax and that Jade was just leaving, but I didn’t get the chance.
She raised the gun to the ceiling and pulled the trigger. The shot went off, and I stumbled back with Jade as Rosalie brought the gun down and leveled it at Jade’s face.
“I don’t like to repeat myself,” Rosalie said softly. “If I say it again, Enzo’s men will be hauling you out in a body bag. Understand?”
Jade shook as she continued to hold me.
“Go,” I murmured to Jade. “We’ll speak later.”
“I’m scared?—”
“You’re about to be dead,” Rosalie said. “I’d move faster if I were you.”
“Go, Jade,” I said as E and Cole came careening into the room, their weapons drawn. Dmitri pounded on my door. Itwould be only moments before this place was swarming with my men. I was sure Dmitri had already sounded the alarm.
“Rosalie?” Cole shouted, lowering his gun. “What are you doing?”
“Taking care of a little problem I’m having,” she muttered as I urged Jade to go. Finally, she let go of me and scampered to the door. Dmitri and Levin came in, weapons drawn. I could see more of my men behind them.
“Easy,” I said. “It’s fine in here. Rosalie was just getting something off her chest. Right?”
“Right,” she said tightly.
“All is well. We’re going to talk,” I continued. “Call the men off and leave us.”
No one spoke for a moment before the door closed, leaving just us guys with Rosalie.
“Rosalie,” E said, his gun put away now. “Hey. Look at me.”
“Fuck you, Ethan,” she snapped.
I swallowed hard. I’d never heard her speak to E like that before. Apparently, it surprised him too because he didn’t speak again.
“Sit,” she commanded, clearly speaking to all of us.
I glanced at the guys. They hesitated before going to the couch and sitting.
I took a spot between them as Rosalie stood in front of us.
“Hands on your thighs,” she said.
“Rosalie,” Cole started.
“Cole, I am really not in the fucking mood right now. Hands on your fucking thighs!”
Cole immediately put his hands on his thighs like the rest of us.
“Fuck, this is hot,” he muttered to me.
I’d have laughed if I didn’t think this was serious business. Of course, his crazy ass was turned on.
“You clearly wanted to talk, so talk,” I said calmly.
“I’m here because I heard you want Evan dead.”
“I may have said that,” I replied delicately. I didn’t know who told her that. It could have been the kings or Church. I wasn’t going to ask, though.
