Birth of a Sinner: A De Bellis Crime Family Prologue by Kylie Kent

Author:Kylie Kent
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Three

“Where the fuck are they? I’d get it if one of them had cold feet, but both?” I run a hand through my hair. “Actually, no, I wouldn’t fucking get it. It’s Santo and Shelli. Neither of them would have cold feet. So, where the fuck are they?” I ask my brothers for the millionth time as I check the clock on my watch.

“It’s the curse,” Marcello says.

“Marcel, for the last fucking time, there is no goddamn curse on the De Bellis name,” Gio grunts in reply.

My younger brother has had it in his head that we’re all cursed and shouldn’t even consider having relationships, because it’s never going to end well anyway. Personally, I think he watches too many fucking movies.

“Fine, don’t believe me. But it won’t change the fact that we’re all doomed. You’ll find out eventually when the curse hits you.” Marcello sighs.

“It’s not going to hit me because I’m not ever going to fall in love. That shit is for people like Santo, not people like me.” Gio points a finger at his chest.

“Okay, this is not helping find him or Shelli.” I dig into my pocket and pull out my flask. It’s early in the day but is it ever too early for a healthy dose of Cinque? I’d say not. Taking a swig, I close my eyes as the smooth flavour explodes on my tongue.

Cinque De Bellis whiskey is the only legitimate business my brothers and I own independent of our father. As much as he tried to take over the idea when we were developing it, we all stood firm on the fact we didn’t want his filthy hands touching what was ours.

Our old man might be a great businessman. After all, no one gets to the position he’s at without having some smarts about him. But he has this uncanny ability to turn everything dirty. And I’m certain he would have found a way to use our whiskey to benefit him and his other business dealings. The ones that happen under the radar.

Don’t get me wrong, we’re just as involved in that side of the family empire as our father is. But it’s not like any of us had much of a choice. The day we turned thirteen, we were all handed a gun, put in front of a man, and told that it was him or us.

Father of the goddamn year right there.

Gio and Santo did everything in their power to try to keep us younger kids out of it. Tried to convince our father that he didn’t need all of us to work for him, but my older brothers were young themselves at the time. Even now, I don’t think the old man would ever listen to them. It’s always his way or the grave. You either fall in line or earn your spot at the morgue.

All of our phones sound out through the otherwise silent room at the same time. I pick mine up off the table.

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