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Aldo, how I entrusted him with my home and my sister, only for him to not only disrespect me and the organization but to be a traitor will be punishable on the greatest of levels.
Knowing I’ve had a viper in my nest, one I’ve trained as one of my own men for years, is almost too much to bear. I want to kill all my men to set an example, but that’s clearly not an option, as my Don, Lorenzo, is already looking for an excuse to end me.
No, I need to step careful when I have him back in my control. I will make an example out of him, and if one hair on my sister’s head is harmed, I will keep him alive to make every day a tortuous, sad existence.
“It seems he has ties with Ravlek. He’s the boy’s maternal uncle.” Enzo, my right-hand man, taps away on his tablet. The information was gathered by another one of our Mafia allies. Oscar O’Connell is a known genius, there’s nothing that man cannot do with technology. I ignore the fact that the favor we put in to gather the intel will be used when we least expect it because my sister is worth everything to me, even selling my soul to another family.
“I want them dead. I want my fucking wife and baby back, and I want them dead,” Shaw bleats from opposite me. The man is becoming more unhinged by the second. His leg bounces, and not for the first time, I wonder if the guy needs some sort of therapy for his lack of control over his own body. I roll my eyes and stare out the window of the chopper. Still, with how he has stepped up for Emi and the baby, his loyalty is confirmation I made the right decision in allowing them to marry.
“ETA?” I question without turning to face Enzo.
“Ten minutes.”
I give a subtle nod and drag my finger over my lower lip just as my phone pings against my chest pocket.
Pulling my phone from my jacket, I glance down at the screen and find my body locking up tight and my teeth grinding at the name on the screen.
“Luca?” Enzo questions.
I raise my eyebrow in his direction, and he moves to sit beside me as I open the message.
My body tenses at the sight before me, a photo of my sister so soul-destroying I cannot control the agonizing roar that tears from my chest as I throw the phone across the seat, desperate to release the burning sensation on my hand. The image of my sister scarring so deep it’s like Eleanor’s brutal death all over again.
Shaw moves toward the phone, but I nod for Enzo to retrieve it in a panic. No man should see his woman like that. No man should see someone they love in that position.
I will have my vengeance.
In blood we’re bound. In trust we live.
THIRTY-FOUR
EMI
My feet dig into the marbled floor, but Aldo braces a hand around my waist and purposefully moves me closer into the room where Ravlek stares at me with menacing contempt.
His eyes latch onto bump, and the overpowering wave of revulsion coupled with protectiveness encompasses me. My hand finds bump as I cling to the only thing that truly matters right now.
Aldo chuckles as he drags a hand over his head. “Can we get this out of the way?”
The door closes behind us, and the sound of the latch engaging feels ominous. Terror creeps up my spine, but I refuse to show any sign of vulnerability, apart from the one currently cradling my unborn child.
“Welcome, Emilia.” His words are thick with a patronizing tone. I stare back at him, glued to the spot, both unwilling to greet him and scared to. I need to figure out what exactly he wants from me before I commit to how I play this. Because there’s no doubt in my mind Ravlek wants something from me. “Cat got your tongue, yes?” He grins with delight, clearly enjoying my vulnerability.
I give him what he wants. “Ravlek, a pleasure as always.” I smile in his direction, polite as always, as to not rile the beast standing before me.
Aldo’s hand tightens on mine, giving away his nervousness, and suddenly, I don’t feel as confident in his presence.
“My nephew took what was mine, yes?” His seedy eyes roam over my body, making me cling tighter to Aldo as I digest his words, and when his gaze settles on bump, I realize he’s also under the impression the baby is Aldo’s. Aldo gives my hand an encouraging squeeze.
My throat goes dry, and I struggle to swallow as I try and think of a comeback.Does he also think Aldo took my virginity?I cringe at the notion.
“They’re mine.” Aldo stands taller and pushes out his chest. Right now, my heart aches for the man prepared to step up to his notoriously brutal uncle to help me.
Ravlek’s hand travels behind my neck and tangles in my hair, causing me to wince as he tugs my head back sharply for him to stare down into my eyes. Cruelty oozes from his. “You were meant to be mine.” He draws his free hand between my legs and squeezes me. “This cunt was meant to be mine.”
I close my eyes as tears threaten to spill over, but I refuse to allow them. Aldo’s body covers my back. “I won’t allow you to hurt her, Ravlek.” My eyes flare open on his voice.
Ravlek chuckles, glaring back at him sadistically. “Allow?”
