Page 62 of Mafia King's Surprise Baby

I absently run a hand over Enzo’s unruly hair.

Hana reaches for him. “Koji, come with me outside. Let’s go wait for the delivery man, so we can make sure he brought yourmargie pizza.”

Enzo doesn’t need to be told twice. He’s grabbed her hand and is already heading toward the front door.

Left alone inside, I turn toward the deck, watching my brother outside. His back is to me, his hands on the back of a deck chair, arms tense, head low. At least he’s not cursing anymore. Well, I hope he won’t curse me out when I go there.

He lets me stand for a long time on the deck before addressing me. I know he’s punishing me with his silence, punishing me for leaving, for putting him through this hell he lived in during my absence. Hana told me all about it. As much as it broke my heart to know what he was going through, he didn’t help me when I needed him, prompting me then to take such drastic measures to protect my son. Yes, if I’d stayed, there would’ve been a war. But we could have found a way. Or we would’ve fought. I would have, for my child. Leo would have, too.

Would Mattia have done the same for his nephew, for his blood?

“All this time,” he finally says, gritting out the words without turning to me. “And Hana was in on it.”

“It’s not her fault. She was just helping me out.” I sigh. “Matti, I’m sorry.”

“What does that change, Bi—”

I choke back a sob. “You can’t even bring yourself to say my name, can you?”

I see his arms tense even more on the chair.

“I thought you were dead!” he shouts, turning to me in theprocess.

His eyes are wild, but when I see the tears along his cheeks, I can’t help myself. I rush to him and wrap my arms around him. He stays stiff for long seconds, as if shocked, then his arms come around me, and he’s hugging me back.

But all too quickly, he pushes me away.

“What the fuck, Bianca? What were you playing at? Better yet, what the hell are you doing here now?”

I’m still reeling from being pushed away so hard. Thank goodness the pool is to my side, or I’d have fallen into the water had it been behind me.

“You saw him. He’s no game,” I tell him, not mincing my words.

“Your son? Koji?” he asks with a frown.

“His name is actually Lorenzo. Enzo for short. Koji is his family nickname.”

“All this time…”

“I was protecting him.”

“Leo’s son?” He shakes his head. “When did you two even…?”

I had this conversation with Hana when she came back to Tokyo a few months ago—one look at Enzo and even she saw how much he looked like Leo. I’m cringing as much now as I did back then when I revealed this secret.

“It was on your wedding day,” I tell him.

“Huh?”

I glance away. “When we went to put the glitter bomb in your toiletry case.”

“In our bridal suite?”

I nod.

He gasps, as if in horror. “Fuck! In the wedding bed? You fucked my best friend in my and Hana’s wedding bed?”

I can’t face him. I’m not ashamed, but my big brother knowing the details of my sex life? It’s not something I’m really open to discussing. “Well, it happened, okay?”

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