Enzo
What the f**k is Roman doing?
“Because he works for the cartel?" Honey asked, continuing the conversation. She was still flushed from a few minutes ago, but her eyebrows were pinched together. Deep in thought. She asked just enough and filled in the blanks herself. Too smart for her own good.
Roman's dark eyes focused on her, dilated so they were nearly all black. “He's the Right Hand, baby girl. He doesn't just work for the cartel. He runs Austin."
My mouth ticked into a frown. My heart accelerated in my chest, a surge of anger welling. He can't tell her any of this. “That's enough, Roman."
“If the girl has questions, I'm going to answer them," he shot back sharply, the threat of violence just out of reach. Roman has always been violent, but I didn't like how easily he was will
