LOGINI memorized every word, nodding. "Make sure, there is no alcohol, no driving, no strenuous exercise. No situations where she could hit her head again." He tapped the folder. "If she vomits repeatedly. If she becomes difficult to wake. If one pupil becomes larger than the other. If she becomes co
Vincenzo watched them carefully, "You wanted this?" "No." "You wanted to spend your nights around men like Cole?" "No." "You wanted debt collectors, guns, blood, and basements?" All three shook their heads harder, "No..." "No, sir..." "We never wanted this..." For a long moment, Vincenzo sim
Mine didn't. To me, guilt belonged to the individual responsible for the act. To Gianna, guilt spread through grief until it touched everyone left standing. Eventually... It would reach me. She wouldn't see a calculated investigation. She would see the man who allowed her entire world to disap
Adriano let out a laugh, he bent over, slapping his knee, his eyes bright with a dark, twisted amusement as he watched Cole flop around in the dirt. "Oh, look at him go!" Adriano mocked, "He’s doing the dance! Look at the moves on him! Hey, Don Capone said he’d spare your life, Mercer! He didn't sa
"No! She forced me! She—" "She forced you to get a front-row seat to our sister's blood?" Adriano laughed again, "You’re a real hero, Cole. Maybe we should put your face on a plaque. 'Here lies Cole Mercer: He was too scared to be a criminal and too stupid to be a friend.'" Cole started to sob, hi
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ Adriano’s arms were capable, but they were not mine. I stepped forward before his arms could even settle into a permanent hold. I took her from him, sliding my hands beneath her knees and behind her shoulders, careful not to disturb the bandage wrapped around her head. I kept h
"It's not incest, you illiterate bastard." "Sure." "It's objectively not." "Fantastic. Wonderful. Congratulations." I contemplated smashing his head into the marble. Dante pointed at me, "But while you're busy trying to fuck up Dad's blood pressure, I've been busy creating my own problems." Ad
And for the first time since leaving Gianna's room, I allowed myself to admit something. The reason her words hurt wasn't because they were true. The reason they hurt was because they weren't. Because nobody had ever loved me the way my mother did and nobody ever would again. I heard the crunch o
I kept moving, my shoulder scraping against the wall as I limped down the endless corridor. His words meant nothing to me. They were just empty, noisy static. "From this day onwards," I whispered, as I stopped walking for a split second, pressing my back against the wall to catch my breath, and tur
With a single yank, he tore her away from me. "No! Let me go!" Perla screamed, and thrashed against his grip, using her free hand to claw at his wrist, trying to break his hold, "Giovanni, stop it! You can't let him do this to her! He's breaking her hands! He's hurting her!" My father didn't care.







