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“I don’t know who I can trust. I know Dom was murdered and now only you know it was murder. I had a forensic pathologist perform an autopsy. He was told to keep his findings quiet and he will.”

“Fuck Nicco, are you saying he was assassinated or something?” I was trying to digest what he was trying to tell me.

“I’m saying someone close to me, close to the family murdered Dom. Who else could get that close to him? I’m the heir and I have always been the heir. Father gave me the ultimate power of the organization five years ago. He was the boss in name, but I was making all the major decisions behind the scenes, save a few here or there. I had no reason to kill my father to be the Don. I was already running the business while he sat on the throne. I know I didn’t order the hit. I know you didn’t order the hit. I don’t know if this hit on father was a family member, friend, or foe.”

“Fuck!” I couldn’t believe what he was saying. It seemed like something out of a movie.

“This is why I need someone I can trust one hundred and one percent here, by my side, until I get to the bottom of this. Do you understand why I summoned you here?”

“Yeah. I get it.” That statement didn’t stop me from wanting to have nothing to do with this situation.

“Cool. I need you here because I can trust you.” He pleaded.

“Tomorrow is the reading of the will.”

“Dom’s will?”

“Yes, don’t act too surprised at the reading. Of course, he left you a small fortune. It might be hard for you to understand, but he loved you in his way.”

I didn’t believe that bullshit at all. “Who’s going to be there at this reading?”

“The family. You and I, Cenzo, Frankie, Valentina, and there’s another kid like you from Chicago. She’s you know. She has a different mother.”

“Another Bregoli?”

“Yeah, Dom was a fuckin’ whore. I am too, so I can’t judge him. There are probably a few more kids out there he didn’t even know about.”

“Do you know this other person? It’s a she?”

“No, I don’t know her. Dom only told me about you, maybe because you’re a male. I kept the secret all these years, and I never told anyone, not even Cenzo, Valentina, and Frankie.”

“So I’m going to have to go into this meeting and do what?” I was curious about what he thought was supposed to happen.

“Do what you do?”

“And what’s that?” I asked.

“Look like a baby face, pretty boy killer.” He joked.

“I’m not a killer.”

“But you are, little brother. You popped two to the head. Did you forget?”

“No, I didn’t forget. It was a onetime thing. How many times do I have to tell you I don’t want to be a part of this ancient mafia bullshit? I don’t need it in my life.”

“Calm your cock. I didn’t ask you to do anything illegal. I just need you, brother.”

I huffed. “Brother.” He was really laying it on thick. Even though I never claimed him publicly as my brother, deep down inside, I always viewed him as such. He was right. We were close. I shared things with him I hadn’t shared with anyone else. I accepted Nicco, but not the rest of the Bregoli clan.

“Look, this is a lot to process. Let me go to this reading of the will tomorrow and deal with the fallout of your brothers and sister first.”

“Don’t worry about them. I’m the boss. They will accept you with open arms because I will tell them to.”

“I doubt it.” I smirked.

Nicco chuckled. “They know Dom slept around on our mother. So the shock of one or two extra Bregoli’s won’t faze them. It’s the shock of the other Bregoli that will be front and center.”

“Do you know the girl?”

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