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In my family’s line of work, feelings will get you killed or hurt the ones you love. I can’t allow anyone to know Ny is my one true weakness.Nonnotold me a long time ago I needed to get that under control and never let it show to anyone. Which is why I’ll go along with this craziness for now.
But is it crazy? Look at how happy she is.
I look at Nyla sitting between myself and Jace in this ice cream parlor. The big smile on her face means everything to me.Compersionthat’s what Ny’s research called it—some Uptonian community in New York coined the term in the seventies. The state of happiness and joy for another’s happiness.
Fuck, I’m finding logic for this shit. I may be able to find reason in what she wants from me, but my world never will. No one is going to want to hear that Jace and I are metamours. None of that verbiage will mean shit to them.
All my world will see is mymulignongirlfriend and myfinookbest friend which would byassociation makes me afinook. Three horny teenagers that decided to fuck each other. It doesn’t matter that I won’t have sex with Ny until she turns eighteen, I don’t give a shit what she says. That’s the one thing I’m not giving in on and I’ll beat the shit out of Jace if he tries.
Aw, fuck, am I really going to share what’s mine with another dude? I’ve shared everything with Jace. All my life, what’s been mine has been his. Including Ny, before now. She was our best friend, but when she became my girl, she was mine.
Now, as I look at her leaning her head against Jace’s shoulder, a part of me wants to flip this table over. Ny was the first thing I had to call my own. I’ve wanted her for so long.
I close my eyes as she shifts closer to me and slides her hand over my thigh. Her small breasts press against my arm, and she places her forehead against my cheek. How can we have this bond, and she still needs more?
“Stop overthinking it. Let’s be like old times. You never questioned sharing when we were little.”
“You weren’t asking me to share pussy back then,” I snap and regret it right away.
Ny snaps her head back. “I’m still not asking for that since you’re hell-bent on making me wait.”
I turn to her and tap my temple with my pinched fingers. “When did you become sex crazed? I don’t give you dick, so you want two? Where is this coming from? Where’s my Ny?”
“Fuck you, Gio. It has nothing to do with sex and you know it. Or did you not read anything I gave you?”
My face feels hot as I glare at her. I’m so pissed I start to bark at her in Italian.
“I read it,Cara. I read all of it. I get it. You feel I’m missing something. I’m not enough. I’m never enough,” I seethe, knowing she and Jace understand my words.
Tears start to spill from her eyes as she shakes her head. “That’s not what I’m saying at all. It’s not about you, Gio. Don’t make me the bad guy. I’ve never said you weren’t enough. You know what? Maybe we’re not mature enough for this. Just forget it.”
“Where are you going?” I shout as she pushes out of the booth and starts to leave.
“I’m going home. My baby sister is smarter than my present company. I’ll spend time with her.”
I work my jaw as I watch her and Jace walk out. I’m not worried, I have the keys to the car. They can’t leave without me.
She’s right though, we’re too young for this shit. In my heart I know Nyla will forever be mine. I’ve been plotting for years on how to make her mine for life and then take over for my mom as Don of the family. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. Did I see Jace in all of that? Yes, but as my consigliere. Nothing more.
Now…I don’t know.Fuck me.
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Ava
I sit behind the desk in my study, trying my best to hold on to my temper when all I want to do is fly across this desk and strangle this man. Riccardo keeps trying me because he discounts me as a woman. I’ve run this family just fine.
If I ever prove he was behind Emil’s murder, I’m going to remove every tooth in his lying, trifling, scheming mouth and then I’m going to filet him. I don’t care who he has protecting him.
He’s forcing my hand. I’m not ready to deal with him. I’ve been biding my time.
“I told you this would happen,” Riccardo hisses low as he sits across from my desk.
He has no idea the only reason he’s still breathing is because my father and godfather wish it. He’s crossed too many lines as it is. However, I’ll allow him to keep thinking I’m weak.
“Why do you hate my son so much? Why can’t you leave him alone?”
“I’ve warned you repeatedly about the friends he keeps. If this gets back home, you’re going to ruin your family’s name.”
