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“I…lost my temper.”
“It’s not an excuse. You’re supposed to share a home with me. How am I supposed to feel now that I know every time I piss you off, you might throw me into a wall?”
“I will not, stop talking bullshit.” But he just had. “I wasn’t pissed with you. I would never hurt you, Cat. I was…”
“You were?” He was ten thousand times more comfortable beating the shit out of people than having this conversation with me.
“It was directed at that fucking kid. He was rubbing his dick on you, Catherinelle. As you pointed out, half of your family was there.” When he put it like that, I felt like shit for letting Nate get so close to me. Out of nowhere, Hugo punched the steering wheel. “Why the fuck did you run? I had to send people out to find you.”
“In all honesty, when you didn’t show up after Gino left, I was sure you wouldn’t be home until tomorrow.”
“And you debased yourself with that? A sleezy sack of hormones? That’s the standard?”
“His father was an NFL player.”
“I don’t give a shit. He wanted to fuck you, and he wasn’t worthy of that.”
Without saying anything else, he put the car in drive and took us both home. When I got out in front of the house, a few of the lookout boys were gathered at the gate.
“Miss Nucci, he found you. Don’t scare us like that.”
“I’m sorry, guys. I’ll make it up to you.”
“No need.”
I went inside, and Hugo followed with a deadly silence. The air was charged with tension, and I didn’t know what to do, so I chose the coward’s way – since it was Hugo’s favorite – and didn’t say anything, just pushed the elevator button for the third floor and walked to the kitchen.
“Are you going to stay on my tail all night, Mustafa?”
“Yes.”
“Can I drink some water, or will you flip out again?”
“You should drink a lot of water after all that wine,” he snapped, and I slammed the door of the refrigerator.
“Don’t start with me again, Hugo. You need to stop getting all in my life,”
“What the fuck is wrong with you lately?”
“I just want to go to some parties, go out with some friends.”
“Well, you fucking can’t; you wanna know why? Because you are a mafia princess and the sister of the most powerful man in this city. There are people trying to get him at every corner, and some will show up at those parties just to use you to get to him. The feds will use any excuse to arrest someone in your family and bring them in for questioning, and you wanna give them an excuse from public intoxication at some dumb party? You know all those things, Cat.”
Yes, I did. My mom had prepared me to be a Nucci daughter all my life, and it was about time people started to understand I knew how to do it.
“Yes, I do, and I can take care of myself. You think I’m an idiot? I’m doing all those things exactly because I’m a mafia princess. What’s going to happen after I graduate, Hugo? My life will start and end with the family. I’m just exploring before that happens.”
He opened his mouth but shut it again without a sound. I knew I shouldn’t have been disappointed. He had spoiled me with all those full sentences already. I grabbed my bottle of water and watched him walking around in circles and talking under his breath until he finally stopped in front of me and threw his hands in the air.
“And you chose that guy? He’s a spineless worm that isn’t even good enough for you to step on.” With every word, he leaned closer to me, getting so close I could feel the tension radiating from him. The first time Hugo was actually paying attention to me, and he was ready to snap my neck. “Why would you want that around you?”
Suddenly, all his fury was gone, leaving something else behind. Disappointment? Regret?
“I... He wanted to take me out. He’s cute.”
“He is a kid who will give you some broken promises and lies just to shove his dick in you. Use your fucking head, Cat.”
I couldn’t when he was closer to me than ever, his body inches away, burning for all the wrong reasons. I found myself looking up at him with vivacious eyes, seeing past that wall of wrath and fury. I watched his ashen eyes piercing into my soul like a steak knife going through a bar of butter, and I wanted to have the same power over him.
