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That question will have to wait. All I know right now is I’ll never let her go.
My granddaughter is mine. Forever.
CHAPTER7
Gennero
Icouldn’t give a shit about this party.
Normally, it’s something I look forward to. A way to mix with people I used to know back home. A chance to learn about who’s muscling in on whose territory and how I might profit from their arguments.
Instead, all I can think about is her.
She’s right there, almost within touching distance, wearing jeans and a baggy t-shirt, thank fuck, while she mixes with the crowd, talking to people she hasn’t seen for a year and others she’s meeting for the first time.
Carina and Lucy are used to this. Being charming. So am I, usually, but today I want to tell them all to fuck off home so I can fuck my granddaughter until she’s boneless and covered with me.
Step-granddaughter.Like that makes it okay.
Jesus fucking Christ.
“Don Sabato.”
I whip around with a growl at the interruption, and Don Pugliesi—The Don as everyone likes to call him—grins at me, wearing his black suit with a black silk shirt open at the collar. Dark hair slicked back, a thick gold chain with a diamond encrusted crucifix around his neck.
“Getting jumpy, old friend?”
“You’re older than me,” I point out, and he lets out a deep, throaty laugh.
“A term of endearment, nothing more. This is an exceptional party, I came to congratulate my gracious host on another stellar year.”
He sticks out a hand and I gather my senses, shaking it and trying to push thoughts of Carina away, knowing that’s impossible. But the moment she’s out of my sight, I’m focused on finding her again. I need to know where she is. I need to know she’s safe. I need—
“I have brought Sully with me. My youngest. You know him?”
I shake my head.
“Let me bring him over.” He raises a hand toward a man I don’t recognize standing next to Lucy at the bar, but I can’t focus on anything but where Carina might be.
“Not now. Excuse me.”
I turn and walk away, plowing through the crowd where she was the last time I saw her. I push guests out of the way, not caring who they are or what they think of me. I notice Lucy talking now with Sully. I see him grin and laugh, putting a hand on her shoulder, and normally I’d be furious. Normally, I’d storm over there and break his fingers.
But I’m not myself right now. If Lucy isn’t happy about it, she’s more than capable of delivering a gut shot or a knee to the nuts.
“Carina?” I shout over the crowd.
Then she’s there. Smiling at me. Walking toward me with her arms outstretched.
And my blood pressure starts to return to normal.
“Hi, Papa.” Her eyes sparkle as she grins, and I want to tell her how much she means to me, but all I can manage is a grunt. “Have you seen Lucy? It’s time for us to go get ready.”
“I don’t want you out of my sight,” I say, my balls ready for another round.
She laughs. “Honestly, I’d rather you were there, Alik has been a bear this week. So…”
“So?”
