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“You’re the one who wanted me to drink. This is me drunk. Chatty. Also, relaxed for the first time since you abducted me and told me I’m some long-lost heir to your arch-nemesis and I have to die.”
Dom’s lips twitched. When Luca put it like that, it did all sound rather dire, didn’t it?
“I mean, really, I didn’t even think Mafia families existed anymore. You know, other than in the movies. So what’s your beef with each other, anyway? World domination?”
Any ease Dom had been feeling immediately dissipated. If there was one thing the Rossettis took more seriously than their oath to the family, it was the implementation of their plan of revenge on the Fiores.
It had been years in the making. Those fuckers had done the unthinkable, and from that moment on, Vincenzo had been on a mission. He was going to bring down the reigning family, and after over a decade, the end was in sight.
In fact, theendwas sitting on Dom’s fucking couch.
But Dom wasn’t about to go into all that, especially not with Luca.
“It’s been a long time coming.”
“Because…?”
“It’s a long story.” Dom finished off the vodka in his glass and reached for the bottle.
“Well, it’s not like we have anything better to do. Tell me a story.”
“Sure. It’s called none of your fucking business.”
Luca frowned. “That’s not a good story. Too short. Not enough details.”
“You’re not getting any details.”
“Oh, right.” He dropped his voice to an exaggerated whisper. “I’m the enemy.”
“That’s one reason.”
“There’s more than one?” When Dom cocked his head, Luca sat up and moved down to the edge of the couch to get closer. “Is it too scary?”
A flash of a memory crossed Dom’s mind, stabbing him in the heart. “Yes.”
Even blitzed, Luca seemed to realize there were things too deep and painful to say, and thankfully dropped it.
A long silence fell between them, Dom quietly sipping his drink and Luca staring out the window. For a minute Dom thought Luca was falling asleep, but he jumped up suddenly and held his empty glass out to Dom.
What the hell?Dom thought, pouring Luca another round. This would probably knock him out for sure.
Luca took a big swallow, flinching slightly. “Is this your favorite?”
Dom shook his head. “It’s just good to keep around.”
“What do you mean?”
Dom pinned him with a look. “I’m sure you can figure it out.”
In his inebriated state, it probably took him longer than it would’ve sober, but soon Luca said, “Ooooh. You use it as an antiseptic for all those emergencies you have, huh?”
“I’m sure as hell not using it to clean the house.”
“You could,” Luca said with a shrug. “Not that you look like a guy who cleans. Probably not even when you hurt someone, right? Is that what Chef is for?”
“That’s not his main purpose, no.”
“You say that so casually. Like you’re talking about a normal job.”
