“Maximo,” Giovanni says this time and I can hear the exasperation in his tone. “That’s enough. Go and clean yourself up,” he orders his brother.
Maximo looks at him before staring right back at me, making another scene of licking his blood. He heads to the door with a smirk on his face.
“Maximo,” Giovanni says when his brother has one foot out of the door.
Maximo turns, inclining his head in his brother’s direction.
“Stay the fuck away from Winter,” Giovanni orders. “I mean it, Maximo, or Winter’s blood won’t be the one you’re tasting, it’ll be Enzo’s.”
That’s enough to strike a nerve with Maximo, I see it in the way that he goes completely still. His eyes narrow and his jaw tightens. He doesn’t say anything, stepping out of the room and slamming the door closed behind him.
Gio’s warning isn’t going to stop him, it’s going to make him pursue her even more.
“I remember having a conversation with you about not getting too close to Winter,” Giovanni says after a few moments have passed. “Especially now that we know she has some kind of scheme going on with Diamond.”
I turn, taking in the scowl on his face.
We don’t know for a fact that she has anything going on with Diamond. All we know now that she’s gone back to work is that she spends a lot of time with that Amarie girl. Diamond hasn’t once popped up at the club.
Giovanni continues to stare at me. “I warned you and you went and did it anyway.” He shakes his head before his eyes meet mine. “You understand that her fate is already sealed, right?”
My jaw tightens, but I nod.
We’ve had this conversation over and over again.
“When another woman that you love dies, you won’t have any excuse to break down again,” he says and his words are like a shot right to the heart.
“And if you think that I’m going to change my mind about Winter’s fate, just because of your feelings for her, brother, then you’re dead wrong.”