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“Caruso is dead. So is your father.”
I nod. I knew it was coming. The crazy thing is that I can’t say that I’m sad about it. What does that say about me?
He tips my chin. “You have every right to feel however you need to feel about him. He was an evil man, Isa, who didn’t deserve your love or your tears.”
I nod, my eyes watering. “Thank you for saying that.”
“Smith is dead, too.”
That gets my attention.
“He was planning to take down the Brotherhood, and we almost fell for it.”
He then tells us everything he discovered in the time that he’s been gone. I’m not going to lie—it’s a lot.
“Does his wife know?”
He grimaces. “She’ll know soon enough.”
“Poor Jacqueline.”
“If anyone can survive this, it’s Jacqueline.” He reaches for my hand, gripping it. “Isa, I’m so fucking sorry that I didn’t tell you about your money. I was wrong for keeping it from you. You had every right to know. Keeping it from you makes me just as bad as your father and Caruso.”
“Alessandro, you’re nothing like them.”
“The money is in an account at my bank under your name. I know you’ve been trying to get access to it and now that you’re safe, you can. I’ve also made stipulations that I will not get a drop of your money, but you will get half of mine.”
My eyebrows lift. “What?”
“I got the divorce papers from your attorney when I returned to Vegas this morning.” His gaze searches mine. “I want to make sure you’re taken care of, and this allows me to do so.”
“What are you saying?”
“I won’t force you to stay with me. Hell, I’m not even going to ask, because I know you deserve better than me.”
“Alessandro, no!”
He brushes his thumb over my lips. “I love you, Isabetta Maria Moretti. I should have said it the moment I knew it was true, but I didn’t. I can’t change the things I’ve done or the lies I’ve told you. But I can make this right by letting you go and then trying every day to win you back.”
Tears run down my cheeks, and I don’t wipe them away.
“No.”
“Isa—”
“I’m pregnant, Alessandro.” I move his hand to my stomach. “Nearly five months now. You’re not sending me away, understand? I love you, you fool, and we’re going to work through this together.”
His gaze goes to my stomach. “You’re pregnant?”
“Yes.”
“I’m going to be a father?” Joy fills his eyes. “You’re going to be a mother?”
“Yes.”
“Fuck!” He turns to Donna. “Did you know?”
She nods. “I recently found out.”
