“You bitch. You are nothing but a whore. Who would believe you?” Alessandro says angrily.
“You have ruined too many lives,” I tell him. I make sure he sees every ounce of rage I have inside.
The head of the families all say their piece to Alessandro and Matteo. I take the opportunity to look around the room. I couldn’t be prouder of my brothers to give me this amount of backup. When this is over, everyone will go back to their territories and try to fix whatever Alessandro broke.
I’m not stupid enough to believe this will make everyone besties, but at least the women and children won’t have to live in fear. That was the one rule of the families. No women or children. If they were a wife or daughter, they were off limits. Well, the daughters were until they turned eighteen and became legal age to marry; but it worked for decades. There is no reason to change it at this exact moment, and I know my brothers will figure it out.
I get bored of the whole thing, and I see Matteo doing something shifty thing with his eyes before there’s a twitch in his hands.
When he thinks that nobody is paying attention, he reaches behind his back; but I throw one of my knives into the top of his arm that was just reaching behind. The knife hits my target as he lets out a scream. Weak.
I roll my eyes at the dramatics.
Lorenzo launches himself at Matteo just after the knife pierces him.
“You think you could do what? Harm my family more than you already have?” Lorenzo spits out.
Lorenzo is on top of Matteo with a hand around his neck.
“Bro, don’t kill him. We want him to pay first,” I shout out.
Some of the club brothers grab my mom, dad, and Matteo, and we tie them to a chair so they can’t do anything else.
When the kitchen is cleared, and the table is moved to another room, I look down at all of them.
“What was all this for? What was the end goal?” I ask them.
“To make your pathetic life miserable. You ruined my life,” my mother spits out angrily.
I raise an eyebrow at her. “How did I ruin your life?”
I don’t recall anything I had done to my mother.
“Your mother fucked another man and had you. She knew the life she lived was over. After I had given her EVERYTHING!!!” my father says as he ends his statement in a shout.
“Who did you fuck?” I ask. This was news to me. I thought my mother would have been a victim of my father, but it doesn’t sound that way.
“She fucked my right-hand man,” my father spits out.
“Nikolai and Arturo’s father?” I ask in surprise.
“I was biding my time to make him pay for what he did. I even tried to get him to kill his own son, and I even fucked his wife in front of him so he could know what the betrayal felt like,” he says in a proud tone.
“You mean you raped her. He wouldn’t have known what it was like for his wife to cheat on him because you raped her, and she didn’t fuck you willingly,” I say with anger rising in my voice.
“Why did you try to kill Arturo and not me?” Nick asks, looking at my father in confusion.
“Because you were my son; not his. I couldn’t kill my own blood. But then you took off with my daughter, and I had to teach you a lesson in betraying your family,” my not father says in a cold tone.
“So, Nick and Arturo are my half-brothers?” I say excitedly. I look at Nick, then Arturo, and Nick smiles.
“You have always been my sister. Blood doesn’t change that,” he speaks. I nod my head in agreement.
“We have always been family,” Bear says walking up.
“Isn’t this touching,” my mother sneers.
“Well, you cheated on my father, and your life of luxury was taken away, so you blamed me for your infidelity?” I ask with a glare.