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“Nope. More than one tried, but never.”
“Could one of you please tell me what you’re talking about?” Savannah demands.
“Oh, Savannah. It’s not pretty,” I say.
“Far from it,” Vinnie agrees. “And it only happened once, Savannah. I was ashamed for a long time, but not anymore.” Vinnie draws in a breath. “There’s a lot to the story. About how I was tied up and couldn’t fight back, because believe me, I would have fought back. I would have taken the old man down.”
“Vinnie…” she says.
He draws in a breath. “Our grandfather raped me.”
Savannah gasps. Then she clasps her hand over her mouth. “No. Vinnie. My God…”
“Not with his dick, and it was only one time. It was a power play. For some convoluted reason, he thought it would make me stay with the family. Show me how much power he had. Thought it would make me want that power so I’d take my place as the true head of the family once he died.”
“Wouldn’t that be Daddy?” Savannah asks.
“No. Dad was always just a placeholder. He doesn’t have any Bianchi blood.”
“God, Vinnie…” Savannah’s eyes fill with tears.
“Sav, I’m okay. Believe me, I’ve hated myself for the last seventeen years knowing I wasn’t there to protect you and Mikey from the same fate.”
Savannah widens her eyes. “Oh my God. Don’t you see? Grandpa did get into trafficking. If he could do that to his own grandson, why would he care about nameless and faceless others?”
“The man was always about the almighty buck,” Vinnie says. “Even Dad said that. Said Grandpa valued money over people.”
“I’m so sorry.” Savannah sniffles. “He was always kind to me.”
“And I thank God for that.” Vinnie rubs his forehead. “I don’t think Mikey was so lucky, and the fact that they married him to a McAllister makes me think Dad and Grandpa were getting into the trafficking scene. Why else would they ally with a family that practices such heinous things?”
“I don’t know.” Savannah gulps.
“There’s still a lot I don’t know.” He closes his eyes again and winces. “I wish I’d had more strength. I wish I’d stayed instead of run. I should have been protecting you and Mikey.”
Savannah wipes her eyes with a tissue. “Mikey’s in a better place now. No one can hurt him there.”
“Are you sure?” Vinnie says to Savannah, grabbing her arm. “Are you sure no one ever touched you? Did you block anything out?”
She shakes her head. “I’m sure. No one ever did anything to me.”
“Damn good thing,” I snarl.
Vinnie widens his eyes then. “Damn, I should’ve realized.”
“Realized what?” she asks.
“You needed to be a virgin, Sav. A virgin for Miles McAllister.”
“I hate to tell them, but I’m no virgin,” Savannah says.
“But you were when you were eighteen, weren’t you?”
Savannah shakes her head. “Yeah, but not for long. I lost my virginity in the back of Billy Conrad’s car. It wasn’t great, but my senior year of high school was hell. We left Long Island, moved to Austin, and all the friendships had already been forged at my new school. No one was interested in some newbie from New York. I was starved for attention and affection.”
Listening about someone fucking Savannah gets my hackles moving. But I didn’t know her then. I’m just glad her grandfather never laid a hand on her.
“How old is your grandfather?” I ask her.
