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But… what if it was?
I’m not in touch with her family. I didn’t go back after that encounter I had with Antonio. I didn’t go back because I knew if I did I’d end up killing her father. Seriously. That was my rage.
The man lost out on his business and so many lives were either taken or affected by what happened to him. I stopped factoring in long ago that the whole shit with his business wasn’t his fault.
To me it was, it was his fault that I lost Charlotte and I couldn’t go back in her family’s presence for fear of what I’d do.
I’m for damn sure tempted to go see her family now as I stand on the street side contemplating whether I saw Charlotte or if I am really losing my mind.
I manage to tamp down the idea but I lose sleep over it and find myself on the way to Salvatore’s place at the crack of dawn.
I can’t talk to Nick anymore because he annoys the shit out of me and Vincent is… Vincent is Vincent. It’s enough of an explanation.
Salvatore answers the door a few seconds after I ring the bell.
He’s as flashy as the rest of us but opted for a penthouse suite because he likes the view of the city. The rest of us guys have manor-style homes and mansions.
He lives like the bachelor he is and I can see I just caught him working out because all he’s wearing is a pair of sweatpants and his hair is damp. His chest is a mirror of my own with a Japanese dragon on the right side of his hip. We also have the Roman numeral ten on our left breast in memory of the day Frankie was killed.
It’s in memoriam to him.
“You look like shit. Don’t tell me you’ve been on a bender.” He scowls.
“I haven’t, Jesus, what the fuck is wrong with everybody on my ass and annoying the fuck out of me?” I hiss and walk in.
Of course my little remark has won me a glare from him because my answer was completely uncalled for.
“Okay, good morning to you too.” Salvatore shakes his head. “What happened?”
I’m about to answer when Mimi walks through the door from his bedroom wearing nothing but his shirt.
My mouth fucking drops wide open. She doesn’t say anything to either of us though. She just looks me up and down like she’s daring me to say something and continues her path into the kitchen.
I want to stop looking at her but find I can’t.
I’m not stupid. Far from it. Stupid didn’t get me anywhere in life and it won’t come to fuck me over now in this scenario by making me think there’s nothing going on here. I drag my eyes back to Salvatore who has that wild playboy smirk on his face. It grows wider when Mimi comes back out of the kitchen with a bag of Cheetos.
“Don’t worry I won’t dirty the bed,” she says in a nonchalant manner.
“Don’t worry baby, you can dirty that bed however you wish, just save some for me.” Salvatore replies but he’s looking at me.
Motherfucker, if he wasn’t my damn brother I’d shoot his fucking dick off right the fuck now. Right fucking now.
I’m stunned to shit, but brother or no I can still hand him his ass.
My hands fly to his throat and I shove him hard up against the wall he’s always so careful not to dirty up because of the specially imported wallpaper. He can go fuck himself with his fucking wallpaper today.
I messed with Mimi enough and I won’t allow him to do it too.
“Fucking prick!” I yell.
I’m not sure what pisses me off more, that my hands around his neck do nothing to him because the fucker looks unfazed in every essence of the word, or… that this fucker who is my brother is smiling at me and he knows how much I hate that.
The problem with all of us in the fucking family is we’re all alpha. So I should have expected his next move.
One hand clamps down on my arm and finds a pressure point. He presses hard into it and my hands come free from his neck. That allows him his next move which is to grab his gunsfrom… wherever the fuck they come from. I don’t know how he whips them out so fast I don’t see where they came from, he just shoves them in my face, which is fine because I was ready for him with my own guns.
This is how we are and it may seem like crazy from hell or some nightmare world but it’s the only way we know the other is serious as fuck.
