“Gangster life is over. Serenity, we’re heading far, far away—to a private island. Over the years, my partner helped me build a fortune.”
The door swings open to my right. My jaw slacks as I take in the man dressed impeccably in a navy suit. His jet-black hair is flawlessly styled.
“Well, if it isn’t my ex-girlfriend,” he mutters with bitterness.
His inky-black hair is perfectly styled.
“Well, if it isn’t my ex-girlfriend,” he says bitterly.
“Can’t say I’m happy to see you, Serenity. You invited me to your family’s home only to marry that scum of the earth, Nico Pitucco.”
“Don’t talk about my daddy.”
I cut my eyes to my son. “Madden, that’s enough. First thing you have to learn is you don’t lose your composure in front of your enemies.”
“Oh, so we’re your enemies?” Kobe asks.
I lift my chin. “I’m Serenity Pitucco. Any enemy of my husband is an enemy of mine.”
Kobe squeezes my jaw roughly. “You’re a fucking cunt.”
He releases me and spits phlegm on my cheek.
“Figures you have no respect for women. After all, you grabbed my private area roughly in my office that day.”
“You’re only job was to keep an eye on her while she was in Italy,” Rod says.
“She’s mine,” Rod growls as he takes a handkerchief and wipes my face clean.
“I told you to take the children. Sell them on the black market, for all I care.”
My stomach twists. “Rod, what happened to you?”
“Nico had no right entering the bet. You belonged to me.”
I say nothing at the moment because I can see the craziness in Kobe’s eyes. What the fuck is this guy’s problem?
“You sell children, Kobe?”
“Yes, I do. I’m the richest man in Italy. But I’m returning to the States. It’s time to wipe out the mafia on the East Coast.”
“The five families have ties all over the East Coast. They will stop you.”
I wasn’t supposed to set this motherfucker off.
Kobe crouches in front of me. “You stole everything from me.”
I stare at him, blinking. “We hadn’t known each other long. I hadn’t taken anything from you.”
His brows furrow. “You slit my brother’s throat.”
Before shock can set into my bones, he jumps to his feet and curls his hands around my throat.
Realization dawns on me. He’s Gioele Vero’s brother.
“What’s…your…real first…name, Vero?” I choke out.
Rod is pulling at his arm, trying to get him off me.
