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I turned, looking into fa, filled with hatred and death He was holding a gun There was blood on his shirt

“What are you doing?” I asked,myself to maintain eye contact

“I’ toward me

I took a step back until he lifted the gun

“B-butto understand how the man I’d known all my life could do this to us “You love him”

He laughed It was cold and huof love And the only thing I will love is destroying his family and his heirs”

He was close to h to smell the aftershave that had been fa could mean he would shoot me in the back I wasn’t sure he wouldn’t shoot me in the face, but I held on to that little bit of hope He had killed the guards, that’s what the gunshots were I wasn’t sure of his plan, but he wasn’t going to leave witnesses So he’d killed theuards were at the bottom of the totem pole But he’d known me since I was a kid, he’d snuck ave us fruit for ‘dessert’ He shared a cigar with my father when Lorenzo was born He was at family dinner every Sunday

He wasn’t the ht he was, that was for sure, but I couldn’t believe he was a monster I wouldn’t

“I’ve watched you grow, dolcezza,” he drawled, brushing a strand of hair from my face

I heldto h it caused me to taste bile

“You were a beautiful child, one who te my skin crawl

My eyes were on his other hand, the one holding the gun that had killed so e whether it was going to killto saveand unbearable But eht now He’d take care of this man and his heinous betrayal

I had never longed so desperately for my father as I did in that moment

But he wasn’t there

It was justhe’d found me desirable as a child