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“Yes. You do. And I can explain.”

“You can explain why he’s lying about his name and why you’re screwing around with someone who looks like a Fiore? Really?” She stood up and spread her hands out, mimicking Dom. “And don’t tell me he doesn’t, Dom—I have eyes. He looks just like her.”

“I’m not denying anything.”

She reared back like she hadn’t been expecting Dom to admit it. “Holy shit, so heisa Fiore? Have you lost your mind?”

Hell, maybe he had, considering what he’d been doing with that Fiore only a short time ago.

“Hello? Explain yourself.”

Dom shook his head. “That’s just it. I don’t have to explain anything.”

“Excuse me? When all I’ve been told my whole life is to stay away from them because of all the horrible things they’ve done, and here you are with one in your room? That deserves an explanation, Dom. A damn good one.”

Luca stood up and began to back away. “I’m just gonna let you two talk—”

“Don’t even think about going anywhere,” Caterina said. “You think I trust you to go off alone? I know all about your family.”

Luca clenched his jaw. “They’re not my family.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I don’t know them,” he said. “Any of them. I’ve seen a photo, I know I look like the mom, but I’ve never met them. I don’t even know their names.”

Caterina whirled to Dom. “What is he talking about?”

“I’m not even from here,” Luca continued. “I go to med school in Connecticut, I get straight As, I have a normal family who doesn’t shoot up a city full of people. Whatever this rivalry is, I’m not a part of it. I don’t want to be.”

Dom slammed his glass on the counter. “You don’t have a choice.”

“What do you mean he doesn’t have a choice?” Caterina asked.

“It means this conversation has gone far enough. You know enough. No more questions.”

“No, I don’t agree to those terms. You all keep me hidden in the dark like I’m a breakable woman who can’t possibly understand anything. Something’s going on here, and I deserve to know what it is.”

“No.”

Caterina growled and turned toward Luca. “Tell me why you don’t have a choice. Why you’re here.”

Dom rounded the island and took Caterina by the elbow. “You need to leave—”

“Stop telling me what to do. Let him speak.”

“He doesn’t have anything to tell you.”

She jerked herself free of his hold. “Why can’thetell me that? What did you do, Dom?”

God, his sister was going to frustrate him to an early death, he could feel it. But before Dom could escort her out, Luca quietly spoke up.

“He took me.”

Both Dom and Caterina went still, and she shook her head as though she hadn’t heard right.

“What?”

“That’s it. Enough.” Dom took hold of her arm again, and she wasn’t able to get out of his grasp as he hauled her out of the kitchen. He only let go—blocking her view of Luca—once they were at the front door.

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