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CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
DRAGO
“She’s pregnant?!” Eric bellows at me, disbelief written all over his face. His eyes flick over to Bri. “You’re pregnant—again?”
Bri takes Gabriel from my arms. It’s a struggle just holding him. I’ll never admit that to my woman, or anyone. I see the proof in his eyes that he’s mine. I feel the proof in my chest and I saw the proof on paper, but that doesn’t change the disbelief in my head. Maybe I just don’t want to face what my father did to me. He’s a sick, evil bastard. I shouldn’t be surprised, but I am.
“Lose that fucking tone, E,” I demand, crossing my arms over my broad chest, and for good measure, I firm my stance.
“So,” Bri cocks her head, gliding Gabe onto her hip with ease. I envy her natural instincts with him. I have no doubt she’s the mother he deserves. “It’s okay for you to tell these two”—she lifts her arm, waving her hand in Eric and Justin’s direction—“but I can’t tell anyone. Is that what I heard, Acerbi?”
She slides her phone into the back pocket of her pants, not taking her stunning blue eyes off me.
Fuck, she’s beautiful. Pissed, she’s sexy as fuck. I’d smile, but I don’t think it’d win me any points at the moment.
“It’s for your and the baby’s safety. These two dicks knowing is for the same reason—your safety.”
I won’t let someone harm her again. She has to know I’ll do everything in my power to keep her, Gabe, and our unborn baby safe. I can’t lose her—not again. I might be a strong man physically, but emotionally, I’m not. Funny how I never realized that until Bri entered my life.
“D,” she whines, and I know she’s about to tell me she’s perfectly capable of taking care of herself. And she is.
I know Bri is a strong woman. I love that about her. She doesn’t need me or anyone coming to her rescue. But that doesn’t mean I won’t anyway, or that I won’t do anything I have to in order to ensure their safety.
They come first now, and that’s why I have to get my father into a six-by-eight cell before he tries something again.
“I’m a cop, too, remember? I’m just as apt at taking care of—”
The door in my kitchen that leads into the garage slams shut, stopping Bri mid-sentence. We all turn our heads in that direction.
Mona wasn’t supposed to come over today. I told her yesterday to take the day off. My sister should be headed to class at this very moment, which leaves only one other person who would walk into my house without knocking, and he’s supposed to be setting up new computer equipment in my office and another for Rebecca.
The older computers were fine, but I needed a cover for Luca in case someone showed up earlier this morning while he was installing better surveillance with voice recognition in and around the warehouse.
“Hey, bro,” Luca calls out. “What’s with all the cars?”
Mia, my niece, comes bouncing around the corner, stopping when she sees all of us standing in the living room. I cringe when her eyes land on Justin. Dropping her stuffed unicorn, her eyes get big before she lets out a scream that pierces my ears.
Gabriel lets out a cry as she runs full force for a three-year-old, jumping into his arms.
“Uncle J!”
“Mia,” Luca calls out, holding the jug of milk in one hand as he wipes the remnants of what he’s drunk with his other. He scans the room until he finds his daughter in Justin’s arms.
Fuck!
This isn’t going to be good.
I can’t tell my brother any more than I already have about what’s going on. I know I have to tell my family about Gabriel, but I can’t tell them the rest. At least not yet, and that kills me.
I hate being dishonest with them. But I have to remember everything I’ve done has always been for their safety, and that has to remain.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Luca’s head turns, taking in the rest of us until his dark brown eyes land on me, waiting for an explanation.
Whereas our sister, CC, is shy and reserved, Luca, on the other hand, is the fun one. My brother is easygoing most of the time, so when he forces a smile, everyone else thinks it’s natural. Only I see Luca for the emotional mess he really is.
His ex, London, puts him through constant Hell. I’ve always hated that bitch. The only reason she isn’t in jail on drug charges is because she’s Mia’s mother. Not that it would matter, her parents are rich as fuck. Charges would never stick unless she messes up so bad no amount of money could ever get her off.
Mia’s head whips around.
