Their safe haven

Chapter twenty🫶🏼

Zions pov

I watched as my phone lit up, her name popping up on the screen. I wanted to answer it and tell her that she is always welcome to talk to me but I couldn't.

Luca and Salvatore made it very clear that if I even become a little too close to Evelyn that I will be dead. It's been hard to even look away from her. I don't like her I just really wanted to be her friend.

After a few days of thinking I realized that she was part of the Leone family, rich and dangerous. She is probably some stuck up girl that gets everything handed to her on a silver platter.

But if that was the case, why did I want to still be around her and prove my mind wrong? Why did I want to be friends with her even though her brothers told me not to get close.

"Zion get your fatass in here!" I quickly got off my bed at the sound of my favorite cousin's voice. I ran down the hall and saw Mason standing in the kitchen with her hand on her hip with a small smug smile on her tan face.

She opened her arms and I tackled her to the floor in a bear hug. She grunted but then started to laugh as she slowly started to hug me back.

The last time I have seen my cousin was at my sister's funeral, that was three years ago. I pulled back and looked up to hide the tears in my eyes. She is so grown up now. She had long curly hair that was colored light brown, her hazel eyes were still wide and warm and she was slightly taller than the last time I had seen her.

My mom gasped and ripped me off of her. "Oh my gosh, Zion! You are going to break this poor girl's bones, fatass!" I looked at her while I put my hand over my heart. "I'm deeply hurt by your words mom!" I slid down the wall to add to the dramatic scene and wiped my fake tears.

My mom kicked my leg and then just walked away. I got up and looked over at Mason who was blushing at her phone. I walked over her shoulder to see her texting someone.

I looked at the name and saw the name 'Tim Smith🖤' he sent her a heart emoji and said that he misses her. Pathetic.

I grabbed her phone and ran down the hall way to my room. I heard her scream and pound on my door and I laughed while locking it.

I looked at her text and started to feel anger boil inside me. I put her phone in my dresser and opened my door to glare at her. She ran into me and then quickly tried to look for her phone.

"Who the fuck is Tim and why did he tell you to shut up." This Tim guy texted my cousin about his day and when she tried to tell him about hers he told her to shut up.

I am very protective of the people whom I love and she just so happens to fall on my list of people I love. She looked at me with wide eyes and I saw slight fear in them as she looked up at me.

All the women in my family are short and I just so happened to get tall genes from my father. I know it was wrong to do but I used my height to my advantage and I purposely towed over her to get answers out of her.

I grabbed her chin and tilted her fallen head upwards. "You don't deserve that Mason. If a man doesn't let you rant or talk to you, they don't deserve your time or energy. Don't let him fool you, Mason." My own words smacked me in the face as I unconsciously looked over at my dark phone.