Prince of Carnage: An enemies-to-lovers, mafia romance (Boston Bloodlines Book 4) by Ivy Wild

Author:Ivy Wild [Wild, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

I bolt upright, heart pounding like a jackhammer. I glance around the room, my vision blurry at first, but then it clears. I'm at the mansion. Memories flood back—our meeting with the Irish gone to hell, bullets ripping through the air, Evelyn patching us up. I try to slow my breathing, but my chest heaves under invisible weight.

"Shit," I mutter as I notice Evelyn's absence and the missing car keys. Trust her to pull a vanishing act when things get rough. And where the hell is Sebastian?

Throwing on my clothes, I make my way downstairs, the scent of stale blood lingering in the air. In the kitchen, the two guys who got shot sit at the table, nursing cups of coffee. They look pale, but alive. That's something, at least.

"Hey, you two seen the Doc or Seb?" I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Nah, boss. Haven't seen 'em," one responds, wincing as he shifts his wounded arm.

"Feeling any better?" I ask, already knowing their answer.

"Okay, considering we got pumped full of lead," the other grumbles.

"Alright, just...stay put," I say, frustration gnawing at me. How can everything go sideways so fast?

"Sure thing, boss," they agree in unison, their eyes downcast, probably thinking about how close they came to dying. It's times like these that remind me how fucked up this life really is.

"Sebastian, you better have a damn good reason for disappearing on me," I murmur to myself as I storm out of the kitchen. My thoughts are a whirlwind of anger, fear, and concern. I need to find Evelyn, make sure she's safe, and figure out our next move before we all end up six feet under.

My anger simmers as I storm through the hallway and shove open the door to my study. The room is filled with dark mahogany furniture, the scent of leather-bound books heavy in the air. My clenched fists tremble at my sides, frustration boiling over.

"Stupid," I mutter under my breath. "Should've stayed awake, kept an eye on her."

Evelyn's safety weighs heavily on my mind, and the thought of her being a target for the Irish makes me want to tear something apart. Primo's marriage to her sister, Isabella, already puts her in the line of fire. And with her treating both me and some of my guys? It's like painting a fucking bullseye on her back.

"Damn it," I hiss, slamming my fist onto the desk. I need to find her, make sure she's safe, but first, I have to deal with Sebastian's disappearing act.

Pulling out my phone, I dial his number. The damn thing rings for what feels like an eternity before he finally picks up.

"Yo, where are you?" I bark into the phone, not bothering to hide my irritation.

"Home," Sebastian replies cautiously. "With Evan."

"Did you see Evelyn?"

"Yeah, she drove me. Said she had to go to work."

"Work?" I repeat, trying to process that information. I thought she said she was off for two weeks. Before I can say anything else, my phone buzzes with an incoming text message.

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