Faked: A Dark Mafia Romance by Vanessa Waltz

Author:Vanessa Waltz [Waltz, Vanessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

Vinn

A boss is never at the mercy of his emotions.

He dominates them.

I used to take that advice seriously. Now I wanted to lay waste to every Nico supporter, blowtorch the fuckers who’d antagonized me at my engagement party, and rebuild the Family with an emphasis on loyalty.

He disrespected me. Twice.

A man is defined by his actions, and Nico had proven to be an untrustworthy cunt. Inviting Killian was the last fucking straw, a passive-aggressive threat, a sign of things to come.

Nico was pushing me out.

I would get ahead of this. Countless men had been in my position, and I’d watched them fall. I wouldn’t be one of them. I needed to rally the troops and attack.

Immediately.

So I called Michael and Alessio to my house. Involving Alessio gave me pause because I’d wronged him, but Nico was grinding his nose to the floor. He expected Alessio to pick up the reins, but the guy had obviously been miserable.

We sprawled in my living room. I sat in the leather recliner while they lounged on the couch. Alessio helped himself to the prosciutto di parma that Liana had rolled around fat gobs of goat cheese while Michael ground ice in his mouth, the sound so obnoxious I could’ve slapped him.

“Where’s my sister?” Michael shot out.

“Shopping for baby stuff.”

Dark amusement flickered on Alessio’s face. “Never thought I’d see the day.”

“Miracles happen.”

“That's the right attitude.” Alessio elbowed Michael, who went rigid. “He's taking care of her, isn’t he?”

“I don’t approve,” Michael snapped.

Confusion rippled over Alessio’s forehead as he glanced from me to Michael. “Now you clowns are fighting?”

“He’s the one with the problem—”

“No shit, you philandering dickhead.”

My back straightened. “I called you here to discuss strategy, not my personal life. We used to be a team. We worked well together. Hell, we were friends.”

“For someone so concerned about friendship, you do your damnedest to fuck us over.” Alessio banged his tumbler over my coffee table, crossing his arms.

“I’ve made mistakes. So have you.” I glared at him, and then Michael. “And you.”

Michael bristled. “I won’t work under you.”

“So you’re okay with Nico calling the shots? Bearing in mind, he hasn’t been present lately?” I sighed hard when Alessio’s eyes darkened. “You can’t be happy with how he’s using you.”

“I’m not,” Alessio muttered. “I had my run at boss, and it’s not for me. Fuck the responsibility, the pressure, all of it. I’m content with running the Labor Council.”

“Michael?”

“I was fine with being your advisor until you banged my sister.” Some of the fire dimmed from Michael’s gaze. “That said, I don’t appreciate being demoted to captain. I don’t like that he keeps shoving that piece of shit Killian in my sister’s face.”

“We know what we have to do.” I drummed my knee, steeling myself. “We need to get rid of Nico.”

They digested that differently—Michael with a flicker of fear, and Alessio with a swig of whiskey, all arrogance.

“That’s a little overboard. He’s pissed, but he won’t kill off his leadership.”

“Uncle Nico has lost his marbles. The moment Anthony went missing, he’s been making stupid decisions.

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