Page 12 of Bianca's Choice

“Why do you bring your family over and treat me like I’m part of it? Why have you been so nice to me and spoiled me with beautiful clothes and things I could have never bought myself before? Why do you touch me at night but never take it any further? What is the reason for all of this, Stefano? I need to know!”

“Because I–” My phone goes off before I can finish my thought. Checking it I see that it’s my father calling.

“Hello?” I answer.

“Stefano, get your ass in here. Someone just ambushed some of our guys.”

Shit. As much as I want to ask him to call in Enzo or Luca, I can’t. I’m about to take over for him and that means these things are bound to come up and I’m the one who has to deal with them no matter what’s going on at home. “I’ll be right there.” I tell him and end the call.

“I have to go to work.”

“Right now?” Bianca asks, giving me an incredulous look.

I nod. “We’ll finish this conversation when I get back. If you need anything, call my mom or Elena.” I say and kiss the top of her head as I walk to our bedroom to get ready. When I walk back out, Bianca is back to reading her damn book.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“Mmm hmm,” she murmurs without looking at me.

I walk out the door and slam it, pissed and ready to take out my frustration on the next person to piss me off. Preferably the fuckers who thought they could mess with my family.

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