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“You don’t have to thank me, Nova. I always want you with me.”
He hangs up, and I tell whom I guess is Conner what Vice said. I lean back in my seat and close my eyes, glad that part of the day is over.
I must doze off because I’m startled awake sometime later when the door opens, and Vice is there scooping me up into his arms. He holds me for a second before standing me up and kissing me senseless, not giving a shit who sees us.
I pull away and rest my forehead against his chest, gripping the sides of his suit jacket. “Thank you,” I murmur into his chest as I feel other people move around us.
I stand up and look around, recognizing some of the members of Vice’s crew. Some I haven’t met before, but they give me a nod before looking away. “Hi,” I greet them all, making Vice snicker.
“Come on.” He takes my hand and leads me toward the door of a large house.
“Where are we?”
“My father’s house.”
I stumble before looking at him.
“What?”
He keeps walking, dragging me along, with his men following. “I know your day has been shit so far, and I won’t lie, it’s about to get ten times worse. But I need you to be that fearless girl who strutted herself into prison and offered herself to me.”
“I did not strut,” I snap, making him grin. A few of the men around us chuckle.
“There she is.”
The door opens, and a man who looks like an extra from Downton Abbey invites us in. “Sir, the master is in the den.”
“Thank you, Johnathan. You may leave and take the rest of the staff with you. I’ll make sure you’re all paid for the inconvenience.”
He hesitates for a minute before nodding. “Yes, Sir.”
Vice leads me to what I assume is the den. When we get there, I see two older men. One is Giovanni, the don, who looks like an aged version of Vice. The other is fair-skinned with blond hair, which makes him stand out among the rest of us.
Of course, I don’t know why I’m focusing on his hair when there are suddenly guns everywhere.
“What the fuck is going on, Vice?”
“Dad, Nino. Don’t mind me. I’m just here to take over. We talked about it, remember?”
“You are not stable enough to rule this family. You killed your brother.”
“He was no brother of mine. He was a filthy pervert who deserved more than what he got. Tell me, Father, do you really think if I’d killed Dano, it would have been with a bullet? Especially since the man was there to kill me?” He conveniently doesn’t mention that after I killed him, he shot Dano repeatedly in the face before pissing on him.
Giovanni opens his mouth but shuts it again and frowns. “No,you’re a sadistic motherfucker. What are you saying? That someone else killed Dano?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
Giovanni jumps up. “Tell me who they are,” he orders, making me wonder if this is the part where he hangs me out to dry.
“Why? Are you going to thank them for saving my life?”
“They killed my boy,” his father roars. The man standing next to him frowns.
“You cannot deny what Dano was. You should have put him down yourself.”
Giovanni snarls. “Tell me who the fuck killed my son, and you can lead this family. I want a name.”
Vice double-checks. “Just a name, and you’ll step down gracefully?”
