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“Blossom, are the girls ok?” Our bartender from earlier nods and points at Gavin and me.
“Thank you for helping her.” She hugs Gavin into her cleavage and then reaches for me, but I snag her shoulders, so she doesn’t suffocate me.
“Diana, I need trash pick up.” Gianna’s voice draws my eyes back to her.
She’s on the phone.
“Gavin, go help Blossom get everyone out safe. I’ll stay with Gianna.” His grin doesn’t hide a thing he’s thinking.
“I’m sure you will. Later, King.”
I walk the club to make sure no unwanted visitors are still lurking and waiting for her to finish on the phone. I overhear her telling someone about the family drama that played out.
I’ve heard and seen some fucked up shit in my life, but what this dead woman said so callously to someone who thought she was her mother was downright evil.
“I always hated that bitch. I wondered every day of my life how I came out of someone so cruel. I guess now I know. It’s a relief, honestly. I’d hear bits of conversations while growing up that never made any sense until now.” She takes another shot and slams the bottle down next to her mother’s head.
It shatters, and a piece flies up and cuts her cheek.
“Shit, how about we get you cleaned up?” I take the shot glass out of her hand and entwine my fingers in hers again, like I did earlier before we danced.
“Who are you?” It’s the simplest question in the world, with such a complex answer.
“Whoever you need me to be.”
Seven
GIANNA
Any normal man would be running away from me right now. I just killed five people without blinking an eye, and yet he’s still here.
Lucas is either a guardian angel or the devil himself, and right now, I don’t know which I deserve. I feel not an ounce of remorse for killing that hag of a mother. Even less for the prick that killed my father.
I’d do it again in a heartbeat.
However, I feel dirty and used by the people who were supposed to be my family. Someone I should have gotten love and protection from brought me into the world with an act of violence.
If I could bring him back, I’d kill him myself. He was a useless waste of a human, with no fucking honor or loyalty. I blink back tears I didn’t even know I was shedding, when they hit the cut on my cheek, causing it to sting.
Lucas stops in front of the locker rooms, but I push past him to my office. I place my hand on the palm reader, and the door clicks open.
“Can I ask you a question?” What secrets do I really have left from this man?
“Sure,” I open the door and walk in.
“What’s your last name?” I turn and look at him.
“Seriously? You could have asked anything at all. Like, why aren’t the cops here, but you ask that?” I laugh and shake my head at him.
Oh God, is this what a manic episode feels like? Once I start, I can’t manage to stop. I laugh until my stomach hurts. Then I clutch it and try to catch my breath.
“Easy. Yes, I’d like to be on a first and last-name basis with you. I’ve kissed and killed for you. It’s the least you can do.” I nod.
“Dragna.” His eyes widen.
“Vincenzo Dragna’s daughter?” I close my eyes and rub my temples.
“The one and only. Ready to run now?” I walk past him and open the door to my bathroom.
