Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 55

Lola

Then they got bolder–talking about the shipment. Expansion. Using Enzo’s old Bangkok supply line to funnel through the East Strip now that another family had been weakened.

That’s what they were here for.

This wasn’t a partnership. It was a fucking takeover.

She leaned in to Enzo’s side, her hand brushing his thigh like she was whispering something dirty. Her voice dropped in Italian.

“They’re using your old Bangkok line. Expansion plan. And mocking you while they do it.”

Enzo’s smile didn’t move–but the shift was immediate. Cold. Controlled.

He stood smoothly and held out a hand.

“Walk with me, sweetheart,” he said quietly, voice calm in the way a loaded gun might be.

They stepped into a side hallway near the private bar, away from prying ears.

Enzo didn’t waste a second. “What exactly did you hear?”

“They’re planning to force product through your eastern supply line. Said it’s weak after the Bangkok disruption.” Her voice was level. “They’re planning to distribute inside your club. Using your people.”

His jaw locked. “Motherfuckers.”

She watched him. “What were they talking about? What’s the Bangkok line?”

Enzo exhaled slowly, like he was choosing which words wouldn’t start a war. “It’s an import route–controlled access through a Bangkok port. Exclusive deal. Or it was supposed to be. We pulled out when we got intel someone on the inside was flipping crates and setting us up. Shut it down before it collapsed.”

Lola processed fast. “So they think you’re out for good. That they can pick it clean.”

“They’re betting I won’t retaliate.”

A beat.

Then-

“Let me help.”

Enzo looked at her sharply. “Lola—”

“No,” she said firmly. “You made me a seat at the table. You didn’t drag me here–I walked in. And I am not going to sit there and smile while those smug assholes talk about taking you down from the inside.”

Silence.

Then:

“Can you help me flip it?”

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better with these cheekbones and Mandarin, I’m your best shot.”

Enzo was quiet for a long beat.

Then he smiled. Slow, Sharp.

“Go show them what a fucking mistake it is to underestimate our empire.”

Stupid heart.

Alright bitch, you’ve got this. Let’s show these boys how it’s done.

Lola returned without a word.

The fire in her eyes had been replaced by something colder.

Calculating. Focused. Lethal.

She slid into the booth between Dom and Nico–directly across from the Zhang brothers.

No words. No smirk.

She simply reached across Nico.

He stilled–then let her.

Her fingers slipped beneath his jacket, under his waistband, and pulled a slim, black–handled knife.

Then the older one gave a sharp laugh.

“You’re not part of this conversation.”

The younger one leaned in–voice rising, snapping out a string of insults in Mandarin.

Loud. Crude. Ugly.

That’s when Enzo shifted.

Leaning forward slowly. Elbows braced on the table.

He didn’t interrupt.

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But the tension in his body said, Try me.

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