Emilio finally releases me. “He needs medical attention.”
“No shit,” I grumble, resulting in a glare from him.
Julian turns around. “He was stabbed.”
I move toward Leo, squeezing between Julian and a chair to get a better look. The wound is deep, and he’s losing a lot of blood.
“Stitch him up,” Emilio demands, coming up behind me.
I shake my head. “You need to take him to the hospital.”
Emilio scoffs, crowding against me closer. “You’re the hospital, Liliya. You said you’re a nurse. Tend to his fucking wound.” He pushes me forward, causing my stomach to ram into the table.
Technically, Iwasa nurse, but I’m no longer employed.
I want to help Leo, but the way Emilio is speaking to me pisses me off.
I whip around, pushing his chest, and he takes a step back.
“You want me to help him?” I cross my arms and point at him. “Then you need to speak to me with respect.”
Swear to God, I hear Julian laugh.
Emilio leans back on his heels. “Or what?”
I tilt my head sideways and carefully enunciate each word as I say, “Or he bleeds out.”
Everyone in the room freezes.
They go quiet.
Even Leo has stopped his panting and yelling.
Seconds later, he groans and attempts to raise himself to his elbows.
All their attention is on me.
The woman who told a group of murderous mobsters no.
If you bring me into a heartless world, expect me to lose some of mine, too, assholes.
I don’t say that aloud, obviously.
I’m already digging a few inches of my grave by back-talking Emilio in front of these other men.
“You won’t let him bleed out.” Emilio smirks, so sure of himself. “You’re too nice for that.”
I match his smirk, mine a bit more dramatic. “Care to test me on that?”
“Emilio, what the fuck?” Leo screams behind me. “Can you two save your marital issues for later and stitch me the fuck up?”
I glance over my shoulder, and Leo curses as Damien applies more pressure to his wound.
“Be nice to your wife so she’ll fix the fucking hole in my side!” Leo screams.
My eyes return to Emilio’s. He taps his foot, checking his watch, and then shakes his head in annoyance.
He waits for me to cave.
