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“You have big fucking balls, Roman, thinking that the fact that she bore you a child will make me forget her past.” He barked back and that did the trick. My anger invaded my guts and started spreading like destructive fire. When it finally made it to my brain, I knew I was about to say something I would regret.
“Well, guess what, Nucci? Half of the famiglia that you praise so much has looked down on your woman because of her past! Despite everything, I never treated Muse with anything but respect. I’ll be damned if you won’t do the same!” I was right, I regretted the abject insult that I splatter toward Muse even if she had no fault in this. And Gino? He was stewing, turning all the shades of red the human eye could see. This was my cue to turn around and go before there was no turning back. It wouldn’t be the first time Gino had pulled the gun on one of his brothers, only the last time it was Hugo who sat at the other end, waiting to take a bullet for sleeping with Catherinelle. “You know what, this was a mistake. I shouldn’t have come. I’ll take Romina and leave all of you to your barbeque.”
Hugo shook his head, Vincenzo cursed in Italian, Lola asked me not to go, and Cat reached for me, but I dismissed them all and turned to the house to find my baby girl. This had turned sour like milk in the sun, and I couldn’t look at Gino right now, not without wanting to punch him in his arrogant mug. I told him I had a child – a child he knew I wanted – and all he cared was that once upon a time I put Salva first. If that was how things were standing, he could go straight to hell and rot there. I did show Muse all the respect that she deserved; I was by his side ever since he became the Don of the Nucci family; I always looked out for him. Fuck, I was the first one at the hospital when his son was born. The least he could do was show me the same fucking respect.
Romina was on Cat’s kitchen counter, sitting next to Enzo’s car seat and drinking from a cup while Ignazio was whispering something to her.
“Baby girl,” I called, making her head snap my way.
“Shh! Don’t wake the baby. He needs sleep to grow into a strong boy.”
Right.
“Sorry,” I muttered, this time keeping my voice low.
“He is so pretty, like one of my dolls, but my dolls are girls and he’s a boy.”
Ignazio pinched her cheek and then nodded my way. At least someone was fucking proud of my child.
“Having fun, little girl?” I asked her and she immediately nodded.
“Yes, Ig…” She stopped and looked at Ignazio. “I forgot.”
He dismissed the mistake with one flick of the risk.
“Don’t worry, signorina Romina, it’s a flouncy name. Ignazio. Sometimes I forget it myself.”
“Ignazio helped me put the baby to sleep. I like having a baby. I think I want a brother.” She almost made me choke on my own tongue.
“I see. Thank you, Ignazio, for looking after her.”
“It was a delight. Romina is a very smart young lady.” She was a fucking precious child.
“Hey, baby girl, earlier you said you wanted to go to the park. How about we do it now, huh?” She looked at me with curiosity and Ignazio frowned.
“I thought we couldn't today.”
Because I planned to spend today with family, but my family – Gino – was acting like a jackass.
“Roman, don’t go.” Muse’s voice came from behind me, and I turned on my heel to look at her.
God, I was an asshole too for saying the things I said. Muse used to be a stripper before Gino found her and put a ring on her finger, and there were some rumors, yes, but it was low to bring that up. Her life was not pretty before she came into the family and I shouldn’t have reminded her of that.
“Muse, I am so sorry. Nothing I said was directed at you, I swear, I just lost it. Will you excuse my words, please?”
“Already forgotten, don’t worry about it.”
“I feel horrible, really.”
“Don’t. Gino was out of line, you’re right.” She turned her attention from me to my daughter. “Hello, Romina. I’m Muse.”
“Hi!” She waved.
“Roman tells me your mom calls you Remy. Can I do that?”
“Yes. You have a pretty name. It sounds like you’re from a princess story.”
“You are pretty like a princess, so we should get along well. Hey, Romina, we should go out on the terrace so you can meet everybody. Would you like that? I promise you we’ll all go to the park another day.”
