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“Of course you wouldn’t, you fucking lunatic, “I retorted at him. “It could have been anyone for Christ’s sake.” I’d imagined a raid or a kidnap to get back at me since I had too many enemies and none of them would bat an eye to kidnap someone I cared about. All my brothers were well trained on how to defend themselves, even Isidor, despite his reckless behavior and slender appearance. Adrienne had some combat skills, but it was nothing in the face of real danger.
“Where is Camilla?” Dimitri asked. “How the hell did she know the perfect time to come over?”
“Maria,” Mikhail chimed into the conversation. “She told her.”
“Fuck,” Dimitri muttered. “I should have been more cautious; I didn’t think shit like this would happen.”
“You should have, and shit like this happens all the damn time.” No matter how annoyed I was, it was really hard to stay mad at my brothers for long.
“If what we heard about Adrienne was true, then she has some fighting skills, no?” Isidor put one hand on his waist, calculating whatever it was he was calculating in his head. “How was Camilla able to fight her that easily?”
I guessed that was the part where I had to come clean. “She’s pregnant.”
Dimitri was the first to break the five-minute silence that filled the room. “Who, Camilla?”
I eyeballed him. “For fucks sake, no.” I grimaced. “Adrienne is pregnant.”
The announcement was enough to make Mikhail shift in his chair.
“You knocked up Dante Paola’s daughter?” Dimitri asked with his mouth wide open and his eyes trying to pop out of their sockets.
“I did, and I don’t want to hear any shit about it.”
“Are you keeping the baby?” I knew Isidor would be the one to disobey. I may have been too gentle on him while he was growing, and I regret it every single time I see his face.
“Yes.”
“Woah!” Isidor exclaimed. “I really wasn’t expecting that.”
I could have said I wasn’t either, but I’d fucked her raw and deep, so I wasn’t exactly expecting a bag of cash in return while I did that.
“Her papa will not be excited to hear the news,” Mikhail said in his usual brusque tone.
“Fuck Dante, like I care what he thinks.” I’d rather have him killed and buried in some faraway desert, but I couldn’t do that now that Adrienne was pregnant. She may act like she didn’t give two cents about him, but nevertheless, I couldn’t act impulsively and hurt her.
Dimitri lit a cigarette from where he was standing. “How do you plan on handling Dante now?”
Truth is, I really hadn’t come up with another solution for the fucker. Killing him had always been my intention, and I may still consider it despite knowing the effect it would have on Adrienne. He’d spilled the blood on my bed, and I needed to spill his in return. Plus, he’d been a pain in my neck since I became the leader of the Bratva, so it would be good to get him out of my way once and for all. “I’ll think of something.”
“And Adrienne?” Isidor’s extreme concern for her was getting on my nerves. I’d have kicked him in the crotch by now if he weren’t my brother.
“I’ll handle Adrienne,” I responded simply. “No one must speak of this again.”
Clearing of throats filled the air around me, but none of them dared to ask or comment further on Adrienne being pregnant. “What is it you wanted to tell me?” My question was directed at Dimitri.
He stared at Isidor, then at me. “Isidor’s fucking Barnes Chester’s daughter.”
Fuck. As if I hadn’t dealt with enough problems for a lifetime. Barnes Chester was the new leader of the Philadelphia crime family. We weren’t necessarily rivals, but we weren’t allies either, so Isidor fucking a Philadelphian meant one of two things: either we formed an alliance by marriage, or we went into war. I didn’t like the sound of either of them. I glared at Isidor; I could feel my ears steam at the way he was looking at the ground.
“How did you find out?” I asked Dimitri, but my eyes were glued on Isidor, whom I felt like beating the shit out of.
“Caught them fucking in a corner at the party tonight.”
I twisted my wrist to look at my watch. “You have two minutes to explain yourself.”
Isidor gave me his most innocent look. “I swear, I didn’t fucking know who she was.”
Mikhail’s eyes reddened with as much rage as the racing of my pulse. “You fuck bitches you don’t know the identity of all the time, makes sense you’d fuck a Philly and be totally unaware.”
