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“She already took it?”
He nods, closing his eyes, and I slap him across the face to wake him up. He narrows his eyes at me. “Oh, don’t even think about going to sleep. You better stay awake.” I dump the test out, keeping one hand on his chest, and I grab the test, lifting it in the air, then look at my brother. “Otello!” I shout again when he shuts his eyes.
“I’m awake,” he says. “I’m here.”
I sigh, staring at the test, and I forget to breathe. The entire world fades while my eyes zero in on the word ‘pregnant’ on the small screen.
“She’s pregnant,” I whisper, thinking about all the times we’ve had sex without protection just so this moment could happen.
I’ve wanted this.
I needed this.
But the moment isn’t the same; it isn’t what I’ve thought about in my head. I imagined Mable by my side, showing me the test, or maybe she had a little reveal planned. It wasn’t like this. My brother wasn’t on the ground, bleeding out, and my wife hadn’t been kidnapped.
This isn’t how I wanted to find out.
“Aw, man, that’s…that’s…awesome,” Otello smiles, placing his hand on mine, pressing it harder against his chest. “Tell the truth. It isn’t…about you…anymore,” he inhales and exhales with force after every word. “Okay?”
“Okay. Okay. Yeah, I promise. I’ll find her, okay?” The ambulance pulls into the parking lot, and the medics hit the ground running. “I should come with you—”
“—Don’t. Kill…those…bastards.”
I grip his hand and squeeze it. “Stay alive for me, okay? I’ll tell Father to go to you.”
His hand slips from mine as they wheel him away in the gurney and push him into the back of the ambulance.
I tuck the pregnancy test in my pocket and let the rage, the need for vengeance, and the murderer inside me surge forward.
No one takes what’s mine.
Chapter Thirteen
Mable
My eyes follow the man pacing in front of the table. This time, I didn’t bother pulling on the constraints that were tying my wrists and ankles; I learned my lesson the first time I was kidnapped.
“You idiot,” a woman shouts at him. They have similar bone structures, and I can’t help but wonder if they are related. “You kidnapped his wife? His wife!” She pops him across the cheek. “He is going to kill you; you realize that? The Benedettis are ruthless. You signed your death warrant, maybe for all of us. Are you proud of yourself?”
“I did it for you. You should have been his wife. Do you know what that could have meant for us? We finally would have money. We wouldn’t be digging ourselves out of the hole.”
“What do you plan to do? Threaten him to divorce her and marry me?” she asks, crossing her arms in disbelief. She doesn’t believe him.
Maybe she’s on my side.
“How do you expect Dad to fix this for you?”
“I don’t. No one knows where she is. I killed the guy she was with.”
A whimper leaves me, his words punching me in the gut. I can’t stop the tears that fall down my cheeks. Otello was odd, really unique, and he confused me as a person, but he grew on me, just like this entire life did.
He can’t be dead.
“Aw, does it bother you? That you got everything, you deserved? He was supposed to marry my sister, yet you come in and change everything.”
It’s not like I asked to be kidnapped and delivered to Adrian, but I’m thankful. I love him, and I saved him from being tied to this crazy family.
“I think I’ll kill you and drop your body somewhere near his house. Then, my sister can swoop in and console him.” His hand falls to his chest, a sad frown overtaking his face in sarcasm. “So sad. And then they fall in love.”
