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“He didwhat?” Rieta looks as outraged as I feel. “You’re eighteen years old. You’re still his stepdaughter. What was he thinking?”
“What was he thinking? What wasIthinking? I was screwing my stepfather.”
Rieta is silent a moment while she drives. “I thought the two of you were kind of romantic, like Romeo and Juliet. I knew it would be a load of drama when the time came for everyone to find out about the two of you, but I didn’t think Laz would go out of his way to make it as hurtful and dramatic as possible. Why did he do it that way?”
I scrub both my hands over my face. “I can guess. If I’m pregnant, Mom can’t drive a wedge between the two of us. He’s fulfilling his promise to his brothers to settle down and have a family. They’ll put pressure on Mom to divorce Laz so we can make this Rosetti baby legitimate and then they’ll finally hand over his inheritance.”
It’s a good plan.
The only problem is that I hate it.
At Rieta’s house, she leads me upstairs to the bathroom and hands me a pregnancy test and explains how to use it.
I close the door behind me and take the test, and then leave it on the vanity, face down, to develop. “You can come back in.”
Rieta opens the door, and we stand side by side waiting for the results.
“If you are pregnant...” she begins.
I tip my head back and moan. “I’ll kill him.”
“I know you’re angry, but if you think about it, this could actually be wonderful. You love him. He loves you.”
There’s so much hope in my sister’s face. I can tell she’s already half in love with the idea of me having Laz’s baby. “But he tricked me. This isn’t how it was meant to be.”
Her face falls, and she nods. “I understand. Sorry, I’m baby crazy right now. I’m not thinking straight.”
I reach out and take her hand. I wish with all my heart it was her test we were waiting on. That these were her pregnancy symptoms and her loving husband who was possibly going to be a father.
“Shall we look?” Rieta asks, and even though she’s trying not to hope, she’s practically crossing her fingers and bouncing on her toes.
I take a deep breath.
And flip over the test.
14
Laz
Faber and Firenze grab me as I try to follow Mia out of the party. My eldest brother’s expression is filled with cold fury, while Firenze looks like he’s swallowed a lemon and a couple of rusty nails.
“Get your hands off me,” I growl, but they drag me into a side room and throw me onto a sofa, standing over me like I’m a disobedient child.
“Are you serious? Did you get your stepdaughter pregnant?” Faber seethes.
“I don’t know yet. That’s what I’m on my way to find out.”
I try to stand up, but Firenze pushes me back. “Screwing your wife’s daughter. You are unbelievable, Lazzaro.”
“Hey, I was only doing as I was instructed. Settle down, Lazzaro. Start a family, Lazzaro. You two are never fucking satisfied.”
I haven’t got time for this. Mia needs me, so I duck under Firenze’s arms and stalk toward the door.
“Where are you going?” calls Firenze.
“To find my woman and ask if she’s having my baby.”
“What about yourwife?” Faber replies.
