Vengeance in Blood: Dark Mafia Romance (Sons of the Mafia Book 1) by Vi Carter & E.R. Whyte

Vengeance in Blood: Dark Mafia Romance (Sons of the Mafia Book 1) by Vi Carter & E.R. Whyte

Author:Vi Carter & E.R. Whyte [Carter, Vi & Whyte, E.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CARTER BOOKS
Published: 2023-06-21T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER SIXTEEN

LULU

It’s real now. Angel is dead.

I had always held the possibility prisoner in the deepest recesses of my mind, careful not to allow it the freedom to breathe and grow and live. I have no choice now, Damon confirming the horrible truth yesterday.

My thoughts are my enemy as I walk the length of our apartment. Back and forth, forwards and back…I pace a groove in the thick wool of the carpet beneath my bare feet.

It shouldn’t affect me like this. Death has always been a part of my family’s day to day life, something I’ve been exposed to since I was a child. I have vivid memories of that time Vivi and I were reluctant witnesses to our father torturing someone before putting a bullet in his skull.

Vivi never wholly recovered from that trauma, in my opinion. But death is something that, as the Don’s daughters, we were trained to accept and handle as the status quo.

That doesn’t make it easier, though. As much of a screw-up as he was, Angel was our brother.

And now Damon has left me here, again, to run off and do God only knows what. He certainly didn’t feel the need to coddle my emotions or include me in his plans when he left.

I don’t like it.

I had a feeling when I watched him glance over that piece of paper yesterday and toss it to his plate that he was messing with me. Testing me. He was too casual, and yet too deliberate at the same time—making that phone call as he did, and then conveniently leaving an address there for me to see.

I’m not an idiot.

I thought I had gained some small bit of trust by acting on the information as I had, but clearly not, if he’s not bothering to tell me what he’s doing.

He’s treating me just like Father treated Mother and later me—as an appendage. A useful tool to have around when you needed it, but not something necessary or vital.

That’s not enough for me.

It’s not enough for me to be around when he wants to show me off to his peers or when he wants to have sex—when he wants to fuck, as he says—and then to be tossed aside the rest of the time as if I’m nothing. I’m not nothing. I’m so much more than that, and that’s why I refuse to give him my body again.

Stopping in the kitchen, I clench and unclench my fists at my hips. I don’t like being left alone like this, because all I do is think, and that’s not always a good thing. I need to be doing something. If Damon decides to shut me up in this apartment and just pull me out periodically for display, I swear I will go insane. I will scream, I will—

No. I just won’t do it. I’ll leave before I let that happen; I’ll run far and I’ll run fast. And I’ll take my sister with me.

Maybe baking will help. If nothing else, it could reinforce the idea of my cooperation.



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