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“Her son? But how is that possible? Then my mother did have an affair?”

“No. She had him before she met your father. She didn’t marry this other man.”

“And you know who this guy is? My… my brother?”

“Yes…”

“Well, who the fuck is it?” I shouted, impatient now to know.

His breathing quickened on the line, and he exhaled loudly.

“Giancarlo Rossi is your brother.”

What?!

I dropped the phone.

It crashed and lay broken on the floor. I slid down the wall and sat beside it. Picking up the pieces, I stared at the cracked phone in my hands.

“Ryan?” Luke called from the room. “Is everything all right?”

No. Everything was not all right.

And I didn’t think it could ever be right again.

Giancarlo Rossi, the man who falsely accused the woman I love, the man I suspected to be a mob boss, was my brother.

Fuck.

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