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I snorted as I pulled away. “You mean the way I was caught in the crossfire when that assassin you sent shot me in the gut?” I couldn’t stop the anger in my voice. My father who I had always adored hadn’t come to see me once during my recovery.
He opened his mouth to say something, but shut it with a snap.
“Don’t be so dramatic,” my mother said, as she walked the rest of the way down the stairs. “Why are you here, Sasha?”
“Did you order the warehouse explosion?” I asked.
“Of course not,” my mother said, jumping in before my father could say anything. “Your father would never put you in the crossfire, as he said.”
I looked at my father who was still holding onto my shoulders. “I made a treaty,” he told me. “I wouldn’t break my word.”
I didn’t know what to believe. I didn’t think that my father would simply turn his back on all of the anger and hatred he felt towards Dom and the Blanchi family. I also suspected that Dom had found a way to screw over my father, which my father wouldn’t have been able to let go.
I took a deep breath. “Who else would have blown up the warehouse?”
“Dominic Blanchi has many, many enemies,” my mother told me. It was an odd thing to say considering what I was accusing the family of, and it reminded me of some of what she had told me in the hospital.
“Your mother is right,” my father said. “Dominic has made many enemies, including his own men. He’s a boy playing at being a man.”
I flinched at my father’s words because I knew they were true. Not the part where Dom was playing at being a man. I knew that he was all man. But it had been clear at the wedding that I wasn’t well liked, and the rest of the Blanchi’s did not want me marrying their Don.
But I didn’t think that they would blow up their own warehouse and kill their own people.
“You have to believe me, Sasha,” my father said. “I would never make a move against the Blanchi’s if I thought that it would affect you.”
I bit my lip to stop reminding myself that by selling me off to the Blanchi’s, he had put me in more danger than I had ever been in in my life.
“I can’t do this anymore,” I muttered, and moved myself away from my father. I wasn’t sure if he was guilty or innocent, and I’m not even sure that it mattered.
“What are you saying?”
“You married me off to the Blanchi family, and I’m one of them now.”
“You’ll never be a Blanchi,” my mother sneered. “You are a Petrov. The daughter of the Pakhan.”
I snorted. “If that was important to you, you might have thought about that before you married me off to our enemy.” I sighed. I didn’t feel like fighting about this, especially with my mother, and the man who hadn’t bothered to see me when I was shot.
“They are no longer our enemy,” my father told me.
I shook my head. Neither my mother nor my father wanted to hear what I was saying. They wouldn’t admit to trying to kill Dom and I didn’t think that they cared that I had paid the price for their first attempt.
“It doesn’t matter what you think any longer,” I said. “Dominic is my husband, and I’m a Blanchi now. My loyalty is with him.”
That last part was directed to my mother. I wanted her to understand that I wouldn’t help her kill Dom.
The anger on her face could have killed me if I cared about her opinion.
“Sasha…” My father actually looked like I had stabbed him in the gut. The look on his face made me regret my words for a moment, but that quickly changed as I remembered the young man dying in the ER.
“I have to go back to the hospital,” I said. “My husband needs me.”
I turned away from my father and straightened to my shoulders as I walked out of the door of my childhood home determined to move on from the person who I had been.
