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Then, I can touch her however I want.
Fuck that sharp mouth whenever I want.
Claim her as mine.
As I turn the corner, I nearly collide with my older brother, Vinny, who decides to remind me of my fucking problem.
“As much as I’d love for you to piss off Cristian Marchetti by fucking his daughter, it’s risky.” He shakes his head and lights a cigarette.
I raise my brows. “Who said I want to fuck her?”
“Don’t insult my intelligence, brother.” He takes a hit. “You’re the only person I trust in this family, and I don’t know ifI can take over without you by my side. Don’t cash out your chips on me over a woman.”
I scrub a hand over my face and ignore him while walking toward my car.
“Funerals fucking suck,” Vinny rambles, taking long strides to catch up with me. “You think I give two fucks this bitch is dead?” He blows out a puff of smoke. “Wrong place, wrong time. It happens.”
“The Marchettis are allies. It’s our duty to attend these.”
“Our obligation is done then. Let’s get the fuck out of here.” He tosses his cigarette to the ground and snubs it out with his loafer. “Plus, I have some info on your newest obsession that you might not be happy about.”
I whip around to face him. “Elaborate—now.”
He jerks his head toward my black Bentley along the side of the road. As soon as we’re inside, he starts talking. “Leandra called, and guess what she told me.”
Leandra is Vinny’s preferred prostitute who works at his favorite brothel. I appreciate him picking her well, because she always has information for us.
Since I’m not a fan of guessing games, I glare at him impatiently.
“Eddie Polorono took a call while waiting for his whore in a room. He told whoever was on the other end that he’d pay ten thousand to anyone who brought him the pussy you were drooling over minutes ago.”
There’s an urge to elbow him in the face for referring to Gigi asthe pussy I was drooling over, but the desire for more details stops me. “How reliable is Leandra?”
“Her word is as good as she sucks dick, and since she’s the trainer for sucking dick at the brothel, I’d say it’s pretty damn reliable.” He arches his lips.
I remain quiet, waiting for his next words, and merge onto the street. While Vinny takes pleasure in talking, I’m more of a listener, mentally noting every detail.
“Eddie is out of hiding,” he continues as I drive. “And he’s running his mouth about seeking revenge on Cristian for killing his family. He plans to use Gigi as his means of revenge.”
Everyone knows Gigi is Cristian’s weakness, but no one is stupid enough to risk their lives and use that against him. We witnessed his wrath on the Poloronos after they murdered his wife. He nearly slaughtered every member of Eddie’s family involved. Eddie was a teen then, so Cristian spared his life. What a mistake that was.
My family, along with three others—the Marchettis, Cavallaros, and O’Connors—are the top crime families in New York. The four of us hold a mutual understanding of respect and never cross each other. If you do, the other families join to eliminate you.
And while we’re dangerous, the FBI deemed the Marchettis the most notorious in the country. Even the cartels fear Cristian. He’s the Grim Reaper who surfaces out of nowhere and sends you to your death.
“Eddie would be stupid to try.” I grind my teeth.
Vinny tugs his vape from his pocket, playing with it in his hand. “Desperate people do desperate shit.”
Making a right, I enter the rear parking lot of Lucky Kings, our family’s casino. “We need to tell Cristian.”
“The hell we do.” Vinny violently shakes his head in disapproval. “Cristian Marchetti needs to be pushed down a notch. He believes he rules the city and controls everyone. He’ll lose his shit if something happens to his daughter dearest, and it’ll only make our family stronger.” He squares his shoulders. “Hopefully, Eddie is smart enough to take out Cristian and his son too.”
Do I care if Cristian or Benny dies? Fuck no.
Like Vinny said, it’d strengthen our family. We’d reap the benefit of less competition.
Do I care if Gigi dies? For some reason, yes.
