Zeno: #8 (Luna Lodge) Read Online Free PDF

eyes. It was taking everything in him to keep his control. If he blew their cover, the whole mission would be a loss.
    Ava twisted slightly, and their eyes met. She glanced down to her side, and he followed it along her slender form until he caught the shiny gleam of metal.
    A gun.
    Zeno nearly grinned. As if some stupid pistol would be enough to stop him. Sure, it would hurt like hell, but that was assuming the bastard would get the chance to use it. The arrogant fool had no idea who he was dealing with.
    “As you can see,” Antonio said with a smug smile, “your services are not needed.”
    Zeno smiled back. “Maybe I’ll just give you some time to think about it and stop by before I leave town.”
    Antonio stopped smiling. “And when would that be?” He gripped Ava’s hip hard, his fingers digging into her side.
    Zeno could feel the rumble in his chest. The need to rip this dick in two for even thinking he could touch her like that almost overwhelmed him.
    “I haven’t worked that out yet,” he said between gritted teeth.
    The two men at the doors stepped forward, the guns at their sides clearly visible.
    “Well, you just let us know when you do,” Antonio said.
    The men moved forward, clearly meant to walk him out.
    Zeno stared at Antonio for a moment, not willing to be run off by the man.
    “I’ll be sure to do that,” he said.
    Briefly, his gaze slid over to Ava. Her shoulders slumped forward, resigned to the situation that she was in. No. She hadn’t chosen Antonio. She was just afraid of the asshole.
    His heart ached at the sight of the defeated her, and everything in him wanted to run to her, risk of exposure be damned. Something about her felt and smelled so familiar.
    Zeno pushed out the thoughts. He needed to keep his focus. She would be fine. He would be back and would get her out his way. Then, the bastard who hurt her would pay.
    Without another word, he walked off the veranda and down the path to the gate. Something buzzed, and the door swung open. He stepped onto the other side and looked back to the house. The two men stood at the end of the path watching as he left the grounds.
    He could do this. Getting in there wouldn’t be that hard. This wasn’t the Horatius Group. This was just some local ass who thought he was big shit. A few thugs with guns were nothing compared to Glycons. Getting out unseen might be hard, but it was just a risk he’d have to take. There was no way Ava was safe in the hands of that madman.
    Zeno gripped his fists so hard his knuckles strained against the pressure. He would save her.

Chapter Five
     
     
    Ava sat quietly in her room, watching the clock on the wall tick slowly and painfully until she was called for dinner.
    Antonio had been furious over the appearance of Zeno. He had accused her of asking him to come. She’d tried to remind him there would have been no way for her to even pull that off, but he wasn’t in the mood to listen to reason. At least he hadn’t hit her. For now, she’d just have to deal and wait until night. That was going to be her best bet.
    She rubbed her wrist and looked down at her hands. The wrist Antonio had battered wasn’t the one that still tingled. Her heart kicked up.
    Zeno had certainly been a surprise. She gave a little snort. It seemed like he’d been a surprise for Antonio as well. It wasn’t often she got to see someone surprise him.
    She wondered if he would really come back. It would be suicide to do so, but for some reason, she felt like Zeno could handle himself and not just because he made Antonio’s largest guards look small in comparison.
    The lock on the door clicked loudly, and she frowned as one of the younger men opened the door.
    “Where’s Piero?” she asked.
    The young man jerked his head into the hall, and she sighed loudly. It seemed like all she did was get shoved from one spot to another.
    They walked down the hall until they came to the doorway to the dining hall. She pushed open the door and