Chapter 81

• Evelyn’s POV
• "Both of you! Stop! Or I'm going to shoot." I said and stretched my arm pointing the gun at them to emphasise that I really would. There was no use, because that didn't affect them even a tiny bit. By now they had pushed my sofa, that had fallen backwards, and Nick had a gash on his head that was bleeding profusely. Riccardo had a bloody nose. But this couldn't continue, and I could definitely not lose a husband. Or a brother who I still hadn't gotten a chance to know. "You both stop right now, or I shoot myself." There was moment of hesitance from but looking at me holding the gun to my head, they stopped.
• "You wouldn't." Nick said gruffly.