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“You did what, Benedetto?” Maria blinks unbelievably.
“This is the height, Maria, I have done nothing but try to fill in the shoes of his father but what do I get from it all?” I throw my hands in the air. “Now he wants to kill me?”
“Why do you want to kill him?” Maria keeps blinking, trying to understand what is truly happening.
I can’t let him say the words even if I can convince her to believe he is only just bluffing later. Once the seed is planted, it will be hard to uproot it, especially since I wouldn’t know if she will be nurturing it till it’s too late.
“It’s fine,” I move to her and place both hands on her shoulders to hold her gaze, “It’s fine, he is like my son after all and I can forgive him for this one-time slip, but we need to get him help.”
Her eyes soften and tears begin to round up in them.
“Get me help?” Benedetto snorts from behind me, “Mother, how about I tell you what the paper he is holding contains.”
I flip to face him, “Lies…”
My pulse goes wild and God help me because I feel like I’d have a heart attack if he opens his mouth to talk. I can’t let him talk. He must not say anything.
“It’s a letter,” he smiles, “And guess from who?”
“We don’t have to do this, son,” He is about to make me lose everything I’ve worked for and I won’t let him. I would rather end this all here and now. Lose both of them but keep my place in the clan.
“Who is the letter from?” Maria asks from beside me now.
“It’s from my fath…”
I pull the trigger.
Die, scoundrel.
Chapter Twenty-Six
BENEDETTO
Moments Before…
“Enough with the mushiness,” Orazio prances into my bedroom, “Agreed, you are doing a good job at keeping my butternuts to yourself, but hey, I’ll get him back,” he walks to the couch in the corner and throws himself on it.
God damn it, he is such a cock blocker.
I grunt, wondering for the millionth time why me and why, of all the people in the world, why did I pick him to bond with and have this long-lasting friendship with?
“Orazio, get out,” I mumble, “it’s too early for your cock blocking,” I hold Rosaline tighter to my body but she giggles and wiggles her way out of my grip.
“I agree with Orazio on this one, besides, he called that he was coming,” she goes to the couch and sits beside him, “You had five minutes before he got here to do something and you didn’t.”
“Shame on you,” Orazio shakes his head pitifully at me.
“I like to take my time,” I sit up and scowl at the both of them, “I don’t like being rushed.”
“How’s that working for your cock this morning?” Orazio snorts and stands, “Although you can use the bathroom to help the big boy.”
“Don’t talk about my cock,” I clip, because I know him. if I let him, I will need to detox my ears because of the things that would be pouring out of his filthy mouth next.
He reaches for a bottle of whiskey on the bar just above the couch and goes back down with it.
“As much as I love your cock,” he winks at me, “we have something more pressing to talk about,” he opens the bottle of whiskey and swigs from the bottle, “Have any blunts around here?”
He looks around, “You should never run out of those.”
