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“Faster. My patience is extremely thin right now, and I don’t have the time to sit through your fumbling incompetence.”

Jesus.

He hated me.

He has every reason to.

The words stumbled past my lips, as fast as I could speak them.

“Damian is my half-brother. My mom had an affair with Angelo De Luca. She ran away before he found out. My aunt said it was to keep me away from this life. My mom died giving birth to me. My aunt raised me, and she died of cancer a few years back. I’m a… I’m a…”

“Spit it the fuck out.”

“I’m an undercover FBI agent. My boss sent me to find intel on your family, and Vince—”

“You don’t get to say his name.”

I gathered the nerve to look at him.

“He knew who I was and what I am, Bastian. I… I saw him before he went missing. He came to me and told me to open myself to you. He said I’m the Jupiter to your Ganymede.”

Pain. Confusion. Anger.

They all flashed across his face.

I’d hurt him.

I’d hurt the only man I’d ever loved—the only person I’d ever truly loved in my life. I’d stabbed him in the back, but it felt like I was the one who’d gotten stabbed.

“You’re not Jupiter. You are a snake.” His eyes became slits, and when he spoke, his voice was cold. Detached. “I’ve learned my lesson in the past. Second chances are for fools. I’ll take care of the Vitali and your brother because I clean up my messes, and you’d be an embarrassment for my family. Then I’ll wipe my hands of you. I’ll wipe you from my memory, and I’ll wipe you from my future. I don’t want to see you again.” A sob tore through my throat as he pressed a button, and the butterfly door swung up. “Don’t let the door hit you on your way out.”

Chapter

Forty

Think of giving not as a duty but as a privilege.

JOHN D. ROCKEFELLER, JR.

BASTIANO ROMANO

I hated liars.

I hated people who pretended to be something they weren’t.

Like Elsa.

Like Graham.

Like Ariana.

I should have hated her.

I wanted to hate her.

But I didn’t.

I couldn’t.

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