Page 150 of Mafia Don's Secret Twins

One of the soldiers, a tall, dark-haired man with silver dashed through his thick hair, is staring at us with curiosity.

There’s a gun in his hand, but it’s pointed down.

He shot Andrei.

“I’m Dino. De Luca,” Dino says.

The man’s eyebrows raise. “Is that the name you choose?”

I swear I can hear Dino’s heart beating in his chest.

Slowly, he moves. “My father… my biological father… might have been a Drakos,” he murmurs. “But I don’t know what that has to fuckin’ do with you.”

The man stares for a minute longer.

Then, his face breaks into a huge smile, and he says something…

In Greek.

“English, fucker,” Dino snarls.

The man winks, and something about his face sets my heart at ease a little. He moves closer, and Dino steps in front of me.

The man pauses, noticing the gesture, then bows slightly. “Ah, I heard that you only speak English. Pity. My name is Nico Drakos. It’s nice to meet you…

Cousin.”

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DINO

Cousin.

The world is roaring around me. Andrei still moans, writhing on the ground, but it’s a background sound compared to the blood rushing in my ears.

Cousin.

“The fuck are you doing here?” I snarl at him.

Nico, who looks to be a little older than me, bows. “Oh, your brother sent me.”

“Brother?”

For a second I’m confused. Do I have another fucking brother to deal with?

“Yes. Marco?” Nico says.

My jaw is on the fuckin’ ground.

“Anyway. Marco got in touch with me, and I am here to takeyou to Greece with me.”

Oh.

Fuck no.

“Hell fucking no,” I growl. “I’m not going fucking anywhere with you.”

“Can you get us back to New York?” Marisol peeps from behind me.

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