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Marcello tucks me into the guest bed, but he said he had too much work to get done to sleep, so I fell asleep to thoughts of all three of my guys.My guys.
I wake up at Marcello’s and see all of our clothes that we took off in a rush last night, littering the floor. I’m smiling to myself like a fool. I get up, do my business in the bathroom, and head to pick up all the discarded clothes. When I pick up Marcello’s pants though, I see some white lace sticking out of one of the front pockets. Holding the lace out in front of me…there’s no fucking way, right?
1. R E D R U M - Austin Hull
Chapter 34
Nash
The text from Ellie is the first thing I wake up to. Of course, she sent it to the group chat with both Zamir and me in it. The name of it is also all hers.
Brigade of Cocks
Mi Amor
We have a little issue.
My car may or may not have been targeted and blown up in the parking lot of Shenanigans…
Don’t worry, though! I’m with Marcello at his place.
What the fuck is goingon?
I tap on Zamir; he’s knocked the fuck out beside me. We may have had to share a room, but we sure as fuck didn’t have to share a bed last night. The cuddling was top-notch, so I can’t complain. He’s been working me up to the fucking so far. We aren’t anywhere near being able to fuck yet—his words, not mine. He blames my “horse cock,” but I just shrug and let him lead the way. I know I’m attracted to him, but he doesn’t want me to regret anything, so he’s forcing me to go slow. It almost seems like he’s prepping me too, and I don’t hate it either.
“Zamir, come on, wake up.” He doesn’t wake up, just moves his huge arm over my stomach, which in turn rubs right against my raging boner. So I say what I know will be a cold bucket of water. “Something happened to Ellie.”
He’s sitting straight up in the bed before I can even get anything else out of my mouth. He’s taken the covers with him too, both of our bare bodies on full display. I turn my phone towards him and let him see the text from Ellie. He’s mumbling Albanian, which I think are cuss words from what I can pick out.
I ask him, “What is going on? And is she safe with Marcello? You know he hates me.”
“She’s safe if she’s with Marcello, but I don’t know what the hell is going on. Who would be targeting her?”
I just shrug because how the hell would I know? He’s the one that grew up in this shit; my family was the complete opposite. My dad was sofucking straight and narrow I couldn’t do anything. I really hope no one is trying to get to Marcello, and they think hurting Ellie would get them what they want.Isn’t that how the mafia works?
“You need to get your head in the game, Nash. She’s okay until we hear otherwise.”
1 “How can you be so fucking casual about all of this?”
“You forget what I was bred to do,Djale I Bukur.”
He’s pissing me the fuck off, acting like Marcello isn’t the most unhinged man any of us have seen. “Marcello and Ellie grew up around one another, Nash.” He’s sitting up in the bed now, looking down at me still lying here. God, I love what he looks like over me. “I have a feeling that Marcello is our girl’s stalker, and if that’s the case… we can all be on the same team.”
“What the hell do you mean the same team? He had me by my goddamn neck because Ellie was in my apartment! Are you high?” I start looking around the room for the blunts he’s always carrying around.
“What are you looking for, Nash?”
“Your fucking weed. You’ve got to be high saying shit like this. I would love to live in your brain for a day.”
He mumbles almost so low that I can’t make out what he said, but I do. “It’s not a good place,Djale IBukur.”
That has me shutting the hell up. Does he struggle with his mental health? That little statement has so many questions coming to the front of my mind.
There’s an awkward silence until Zamir breaks it. “I smoke to quiet the noise.”
Really looking him in the eyes, so he knows I’m sincere, I say, “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have made a joke out of it. I’m just not used to all this crazy mafia shit.” A bad feeling sinks into the pit of my stomach that this is just the tip of the iceberg too.
He’s wearing a devilish smirk when he says, “What if I were to say I know how we can get us all on Ellie’s team?”
