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Capo is still growling, and when nobody makes a move to get me out of this position, my eyes lock with the dog. He doesn’t hesitate to start barking wildly and snapping at the boy at my back.
Gio finally releases me, hands raised, and steps away, but Capo won’t let him retreat.
“Right about what?” My hand reaches up to where Gio bit me, and I can feel the indent of his teeth in my skin.
“That chick said you were coming in here to get fresh with him.” Domino still doesn’t move or show any emotion.
“Is that what you think you saw?” I force back the distress trying to make an appearance in my voice. I won’t allow any of them to see how affected I am by Domino’s lack of interest in me. He’s nothing like I thought he would be, and I’m disappointed.
Stalking forward, his steps are deliberate as he circles around behind Gio. “What I think I saw was a boy about to attempt raping a girl that doesn’t belong to him.” I nearly weep with relief.
Capo walks forward, snarling again, crowding Gio back into Domino’s imposing form. “Is that what you were about to do to my girl, Gio? Were you going to try and take what belongs to me?” Too stunned at Domino’s questions for Gio to respond, I jump when he tells me, “Get out of here, Nicola.”
Doing as instructed, I slip into the living room to find everyone dancing or eating. Gina and her friends are huddled in one corner, whispering and watching the entrance I just came out of.
Her sly smile upon seeing me tells me I’m not going to like whatever she has to say as she saunters towards me. Crossing my arms, I lock my jaw, fighting the urge to knock her teeth down her throat.
“Well, that was quick. Did you get on your knees for Gio, or did he convince you to spread your legs?” she snickers.
“Why are you here, Gina?”
She leans forward, placing a hand on my shoulder before whispering in my ear. “I just had to know if the son was like the father. A pedophile to his core.”
White-hot rage blasts through me, and I couldn’t stop what comes next if I tried. Shoving against her chest so hard, Gina stumbles back, hitting the wall and sliding to the floor. I drop to my knees.
With no hesitation, I ball my fist and slam it into her face repeatedly until someone drags me off her crying frame. Screaming at her, I can’t control my rage.
“Holy shit. Some party.” I see two new men entering the house that I believe are also Santo’s sons, but I don’t care.
Kicking back at whoever is holding me in their arms, I bite down on their flesh, and I’m finally dropped long enough that I can lunge at Gina again. She covers her face, but that doesn’t stop me from grasping an enormous chunk of her hair and hissing, “Call either of them a pedophile again, I dare you. Tell me how he was grooming me. Taking what wasn’t his. Say it, Gina!”
Her head shakes as tears drift down her cheeks. “Go on, Gina, tell everyone what you think about Santo Cardarelli.”
Not many people will cross the Cardarelli family, but she saw a weakness in me months ago when I transferred schools. I don’t know why she thought she’d get away with it.
“Why else would he buy you like a piece of meat?” Her lip curls up. “It had to be because he’s sick and wants to fuck little girls.”
I lunge, feeling the bitch’s nose break as blood gushes down her face. Arms encircle my waist again before I can hit her anymore.
Tossed over someone’s shoulders, I don’t stop screaming at her as I’m carried up the stairs and slammed against a wall, Domino’s furious eyes glaring down at me.
* * *
Domino
As I enteredthe family room to see Nicola wailing on the girl who kissed me like a fish, pride spread through my chest. I have no idea what the girl said to piss Nicola off so much, but it had to be pretty terrible.
Hearing the accusations they spew at each other; a sick sort of sense is revealed. This is the girl Nicola attacked before, and if I’m understanding right, it’s because she accused my father of being a pedophile.
Dragging my girl off Gina for a second time, I flash a grin at my brothers, Maso and Donato, as they watch the commotion with matching expressions on their faces.
“Get that bitch out of here and make it understood what will happen if she rats on Nicola.” They nod at my request, obviously knowing about the situation with the girl over my shoulder before I did.
Taking the stairs two at a time as Nicola continues to scream at the girl bleeding on the floor, I haul her to my room and slam the door shut behind us. Slipping her off my shoulder, I pin her to the wall.
Lust and anger battle for the most attention. “You have a fucking temper,” I comment, and she stares up at me, crimson streaks on her cheek and neck from the pounding she gave the other girl.
“So what. You kissed that bitch, and then thought I was fucking that asshole in the kitchen. Go to hell!” she snaps, bringing her face closer to mine.
