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I continued to stare at the black screen, and the whispering escalated into a loud discussion behind me.
“Russian?! Did he say Russian?!” My father erupted furiously.
I slowly turned around and faced them all. The only ones who weren’t surprised were my closest men, who had been investigating this with me.
“He did.” I shoved my hands into my pockets and looked at them all.
“You’re saying we swore to protect a filthy Russian?!” One of my men shouted out. My head snapped in his direction, a dark look taking over my face.
Before I could reach for my gun, the sound of a gun firing filled the room, and he dropped dead with a bullet in his head.
“That’s my brother’s wife you’re talking about.” Lorenzo sneered.
“Anyone else?” I cocked a brow at them, waiting to see who else dared to disrespect my wife.
Their eyes flickered around between me and the gun in Lorenzo’s hand. Antonio, Luca, and Giovanni drew out their guns as well, challenging them to utter something disrespectful.
“Did you know about this?” My father’s cold gaze landed on me, showing me just how livid he was about it.
“I had a hunch. I wasn’t completely sure, and I wanted it to be confirmed before I broke the news. Gaetano managed to do us dirty before we could gather a DNA test.” I admitted.
“Did you know before you married her?”
“I did.” I said, unfazed by his disappointed look.
“You have fooled us all.” My father spat out.
I slowly walked up to him, stopping until I was completely up in his face.
“I didn’t fool anyone.” I asserted in a guttural, low growl. My gaze bore into him with a glare before facing my men. “I didn’t keep anyone in the dark. Althaia doesn’t even know about this. She believes her father is Gaetano. New information surfaced, and we took time to investigate different possibilities. We found out her mother had an affair during her marriage to Gaetano.”
“Who’s the father then?” Simone asked.
“It doesn’t matter who the father is. What’s important here is, hasn’t she been treating you well? Has she ever been vile against you? Has she not shown kindness to you and shown how much she cares about you?” I questioned, studying their faces.
They exchanged glances, and a few nodded.
“Althaia has no idea. She’s innocent. Don’t let her heritage influence your judgment when she has consistently shown care and loyalty for all of you. Her heart is pure, and she wouldn’t hesitate to take a bullet for any of you. I won’t force you to stay and fight, but you know the consequences if you decide to leave. It’s blood in, blood out. Make your decision.” I stated, awaiting their responses.
Renzo stepped forward from the group, coming to a halt in front of me. His expression was serious as he placed his fist on his heart.
“I swore my loyalty to you. You helped me and my family get back on our feet. While I haven’t had the honor of a conversation with your wife yet, she always had a bright smile and waved when she passed us. I am with you all the way. Viva Don Damiano e Donna Althaia.”
I gave him a firm nod and then turned to face the others. They followed Renzo’s lead, chanting in unison.
“Father?” I glanced at him. “Either fight with me or against me. Your choice.” My father rubbed his jaw before sighing.
“What’s the plan, son?”
I smirked.
“I will give him what he wants.”
Time flew as I detailed the plan and discussed everyone’s role and expectations. Each person listened intently, offering their thoughts; it was an all-or-nothing scenario.
With everyone on board and confident in the plan, we set our actions into motion. As I was about to slide into the car, my attention shifted to the gate. A car sped through, crashing into the fountain in the middle of the driveway.
I signaled my men to hold their fire and approached the vehicle. I stopped as the door swung open, revealing a body slumped to the ground.
