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“Your father was Lorenzo Campori.”
He scoffed. “That’s what my mother told everyone.”
“But she was Rosa’s sister. How—”
“Don’t be dense, Sasha. Dante Moretti was the future boss and fucked every woman that looked his way, sister of his fiancé or not. Hell, he had a few affairs once he was married too. If I hadn’t watched you leave that hotel room, I would’ve bet good money that Aunt Rosa killed him.”
“But your dad—”
“Lorenzo took on the boss’s bastard and spent every day of the rest of his life reminding me of it.” Lorenzo stood up and started pacing.
My mouth fell open, the desire to ask questions strong, but my sense of self-preservation stronger.
“You can’t imagine how satisfying it was to squeeze the last bit of life from his body.” He smirked at me. “But that’s not right, is it? You know a thing or two about the joys of killing a man.”
I shook my head, biting the inside of my cheek to keep quiet.
“I’ve wondered how you killed Dante. That car accident ruined a lot of the physical evidence, so looking at the autopsy didn’t give me too much information. Did you stab him?” He stopped in front of me, bending over with his hands on his knees to bring us eye to eye. “Strangle him?”
Despite my best offer, I flinched.
A grin split his face. “Goddamn, you’re perfect.”
I glared at him, and he laughed.
“Just wish I was the one to kill that asshole.” He scoffed, leaning in, his voice dropping to an intimate volume. “You know I was supposed to take you that night? Dante wanted you gone, and I offered to help him out.”
Chills went down my spine. How different would my life have gone if Dante’s little plan had worked out?
Lorenzo reached out to caress my face, but I reared back, hitting my head on the wall.
He frowned but took a step back. “We could’ve been good together. We were good together.”
I tucked my lips in and gave him a dead stare. The delusion was real. It’s like he conveniently forgot I called out Luca’s name as he fucked me. Imagine romanticizing a one-night stand like that.
“Pete gave me the same look when I told him to help me or die. That kind of loyalty is totally wasted on Luca.” He glanced down at his ring. “Even his father knew he wasn’t good enough to lead the family.”
My eyes narrowed, but I kept my composure. He wanted a response. Wanted to rile me up. I wasn’t going to give the fucker a reason to strike.
“After Dante Jr., the douche, was killed, Dante Sr. suddenly took an interest in me. He started to train me to take over since Luca was off fucking around in the kitchen. Imagine everyone’s surprise when the little prince decided to come back into the fold.”
Lorenzo flopped down on the bed next to me, and I pressed myself against the wall, making sure no part of him was touching any part of me.
“Then you happened.” His face softened as he looked at me. “When he met you, he became unfocused and distracted. But when you left? He became a fucking monster that no one knew how to handle. Dante was ecstatic. Luca was brutal in a way his brother never was.”
Lorenzo ran his thumb across my cheek, wiping away a tear. “Wow.” He licked the pad of his thumb. “Luca’s a lucky son of a bitch.”
“I’m cold,” I stuttered out, putting on a show of shivering.
He eyed me before going and throwing on another log. Opening a trunk by the door, he pulled out thick blanket. “Here.”
I reached a hesitant hand out from my cocoon and grabbed the itchy wool. As I struggled to unfold it with one hand, Lorenzo’s phone rang.
“Yeah?”
He gave me his back and walked straight out of the cabin.
I took it as an opportunity to pull the rag from my tits and tuck it into my coat pocket. With two layers of blankets, I was pretty sure that Lorenzo wasn’t going to search me.
