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“Take your hands off me. To the world, I may sit beneath you, but you and I know the fucking truth. I am your equal. Your twin fucking sister, and you know damn well what happened to the last Bianchi who laid his hands on me.”
He releases my wrist, holding his hand up in surrender. “We’re threatening one another now?” He speaks quietly, but I can taste the hurt in his words.
I yank my arm away, picking up his plate and storming into the kitchen.
“I paid CJ a visit.”
I drop the dishes into the sink, the sound echoing through my house. Hands braced on the kitchen counter, I inhale deeply. “If you hurt him…”
“I know you’re not fucking CJ, Alessia.”
I breathe a sigh of relief.
“Iknow that,” he emphasizes his point. “But the rest of the family doesn’t. They see what they want to see.”
“I don’t care.” I turn my back.
His chair moves, and his footsteps move slowly into the kitchen. He stands across from me with his arms crossed over his chest and feet shoulder width apart.
He’s preparing for battle.
“You have to care, Alessia. You’re right. We’re equals, which means this family is as much yours as it is mine. So you understand that disquiet only gives opportunities to threat.”
I want to refute him, but I can’t.
“I know you’re not fucking CJ,” he repeats. “But I do believe you are fucking Caruso’s guy.”
“Well, I’m not,” I state indignantly.
Eyes closed over in irritation, Salvatore inhales deeply. “If you’re not fucking him.” He opens his eyes. “I move to my first instinct.”
He’s quiet, and I scowl.
“Which is?”
“If you’re not fucking, I cross lust off my concise list of reasons why you’re flying across the country to see a twenty-four-year-old mafioso who, by my understanding, you’veonlyjust met. The only thing as potent as lust is fear. You’re entangled because it’s the safest option. He’s blackmailing you,” he declares. “Which means heknows, Alessia, and I’m going to kill him.”
Panic strangles me, and all I can do is shake my head.
I should come clean and admit that I, too, thought Diego knew our secret, but I was wrong. He’s oblivious. Our connection is one fucked-up coincidence, and short of telling my twin brother that I enjoy being chased through a forest by a masked man, none more so than Diego Greco, I don’t know what to do.
“No? Then tell me what the fuck is happening.”
I don’t know, I want to scream.
But I can’t tell him that, so I choose my silence.
“You need to marry.”
My heart stutters in my chest.No.
“Absolutely not.” I find my voice, proud at how strong it sounds. “I did that, Salvatore. I’ve paid my dues.”
Confusion scores along my brother’s face, and he pinches the bridge of his nose. “Alessia, don’t act like a fool. You were born into the life. You’re one of the most powerful members of our family. You know better than anyone that your argument is a load of shit.”
I shake my head. Tears sting my eyes.
“If this were anyone else, you, as my adviser, would have already picked out a suitor.”
