Page 44 of A Capo’s Love: Featuring A Don’s Love

“He would have turned you and her into stone long before fatherhood found you! My Donnie was his everything, and that fat ugly bitch took him from us!” Her weak voice elevated.

“Being the half loving mother that I accept myself for being… I fixed a problem for you once again. Just like I spent millions to get your Black ass out of jail!” She spat the words out like she was disgusted.

“All for what?” I whispered out.

“All for you to betray the fuck out of me! You turned your back on me, froze business, and made it clear that I would have no parts of the table. The same table you got rid of to bring in new blooded men that your father would have never approved of. I helped build that table, I poured my life into the Bonetti name!” She exclaimed, taking another sip.

Her wine was now four more sips from being done.

“You killed Di Lucas.” I frowned.

“I saved what was left of my family.” She pointed between Roy and me. “In hopes that you and him would come to your senses and let me step into my rightful place to lead,” she coldly retorted.

“You helped destroy this family, now there’s hardly anything left of it.” I shook my head in disdain.

Pain crawled up my throat but I swallowed it down. She didn’t deserve my emotions, nor witnessing how much hurt she caused me.

“No,” she corrected softly. “I preserved it.” Her smile widened.

Anger climbed my chest so fast it almost made my vision blur.

“You call this shit preserving?” I rasped out in a deeper tone. “Kentrell is gone by my hands. You had the same woman that you knew killed your husband working as your fuckin’ assistant. Roy secretly carried this family on his back while you manipulated everybody breathing around you… and me… I was broken the moment I stepped out of prison… you knew it so you played on that thinking it was going to gain you some form of control.”

My throat now felt like mini shards of glass was inside of it. It felt raw and too painful to swallow down but I did it anyway. I took a sip of tea as I watched her lean back in her seat weakly.

“And yet,” she spoke lowly. “You still became Don… accepting the position was optional.”

Those words hit hard because they carried truth. I didn’t want to become Don, never thought twice about it. Once my father was murdered I became determined to step in his shoes just to feel close to a piece of him that he poured into. Then there was Kentrell, who would have ruined everything.

“You don’t regret any of it?” I asked her.

“No.” She didn’t hesitate to answer at all.

“Roy.” I glanced over at my brother who now had visible emotions written all over his face.

“I finally got the reports on my father a few weeks ago… people died in the midst of getting the falsified reports, but I got them,” I offered her a grim smirk.

Lucille gasped hard as Roy frowned in confusion.

“La’Nova never had practice with using a gun.” I chuckled dryly in disbelief. “She never shot one but was determined to use it on my father since he’s the reason her parents are gone… Still… the bullets she hit him with had grazed him, which means she probably had her eyes closed when she aimed and shot at him in the hotel….” I let my words trail off.

Lucille’s eyes grew wide and wild.

“I thought Di Lucas died knowing the truth, when in reality, he only knew half the truth about how his son was murdered⁠—”

“Luca, please don’t⁠—”

I shook my head because it was too late for her to try to beg me now for any sort of mercy on her already pre-ended life.

“The same poison that you put in his whiskey that caused him to bleed from the nose and mouth all because you didn’t get your fuckin’ way is the same poison you been sipping from for the last couple of days…” I scooted my chair back then unbuttoned the three buttons to my suit jacket.

“The pathologist and doctors you paid off to change documentation for my father will be the same people to handle you and your reports… when it’s all said and done, they all will join you in hell, ma.”

“What are you saying, Luca?” Roy stood halfway from his chair immediately as years of grief crawled up my throat all at once.

“Granted.” I gestured my hands in front of me. “La’Nova went inside of that hotel with every intention of killing my father. She did pull the trigger, but the bullets grazed him like I said before...He could’ve had a chance if it wasn’t for her… but… He was already dying slowly from the poison she had placed in all of his imported whiskey bottles… poison that she got from Lennox. They already had a plan in motion. She was just so convinced that she could control me better than Kentrell since I obviously loved her more.”

“What the fuck.” Roy frowned, tilting his head to the side. “You that fuckin’ cold with it Lulu…” He murmured in disbelief.