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“A fucking stain on my legacy.”
My hands fall to the ground as I search for something to use to stop him. Anything. I can’t let him kill me. Not when I have so much to fight for now—my child. I’m losing my breath as he grips my throat tighter. My eyes widen with the pressure I feel in my head.
“Pl… pl… ease.”
I grab the fork hastily and stab him in the neck. He grunts from the impact and slaps me in the face again.
“Puttana (Bitch)!”
I kick him hard to the ground and crawl out of his way.
He groans a curse as he struggles to get on his feet. But I walk to grab a shard of glass lying on my dressing table. They hadn’t cleaned up my room since the last time I tried to kill myself.
“Stay the fuck away from me!” I run my hand down my raw throat, pointing the shard at him. My throat hurts.
“Arghh, you coglione (asshole)!” He yanks the fork out of the side of his neck and tosses it to the ground. “I'm going to kill you!”
He walks closer to me in heavy steps full of fury. I lose control, trying to protect myself—my child—as I shove the glass shard into his belly. The impact stops him in his tracks as the realization of my action dawns on me.
“What have you done, Adriana?”
I twist the shard, pushing it harder into his stomach. “What I should have done a long time ago.”
Father staggers on his feet as I let go of the shard still stuck in his stomach.
I run out of the room in a hurry. No guard is around as I reach for the front door.
Three men I don’t recognize are by the door as I open it. The man in front stares at me with a gun pointed in my direction.
“Where are you going, Princess?” He reaches for my arm and grips me hard, pulling me closer to him. His breath reeks of cigars.
“Let me go!”
“Not so fast.” He pushes me back into the house.
“Cesare,” he nods.
The scar-faced man behind him walks into the house and searches around.
“Check the rooms. Her father went into one of them a few minutes ago.”
I let out heavy, rugged breaths as the man runs his gun up my arm to my neck and finally points it at my head. Cesare leaves to check the rooms.
“Poff!” He laughs as he releases air through his mouth to mimic the sound of a gun.
“Who are you?” I ask through gritted teeth and a clenched jaw.
“Aldo sent me here to get you, Princess.”
Cazzo (Fuck)!
Cesare comes out after a few minutes. I’m thinking of a way to escape, knowing they are Aldo’s men but their guns scare me.
“He’s dead. She killed him.”
They stare at each other in amusement. Or shock. I can’t tell which it is as I look at them with contempt.
“Aldo would love to see you, Adriana. Now move.”
