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I should’ve never followed Enzo to that club,” I said.
“Enzo. That’s his name?” Grams tasted it on her tongue, stopping her crocheting momentarily to stare at the ceiling, a mysterious smile on her face. “Enzo Rothwell. I like the sound of it.

I love grams

“I hate you!” I cried again, saliva splattering from my mouth, tears springing from my eyes. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I HATE YOU!”
“I love you,” he replied tersely, accepting my beatings, my slurs, my wrath. He was utterly still, a wall against the storm that I became. “To the death, Enzo. So fucking much it hurts.”

And then he uses the monopoly card

😭😭😭💔

Vincenzo fucking Ferrante.
A mafioso enforcer.
A fucked-up, closeted kid.
My Butterfly.

Enxzo is locked up 😭😭

He was a damn drug, and I was a terrible, pathetic junkie who would find any excuse, any loophole, any argument not to go to rehab.

“If you’re sorry, why did you speak those words?”
“Because I couldn’t run the chance of them seeing what was written plainly on my face every time I looked at you.”
“They’re observant people, Enzo. They read people for a living.”
“And what would they have seen on your face?” He studied me, pale honey irises narrowed
“That maybe I’m your drug, but you’re my life support.”
🚬🚬🚬

I don’t care about the Italians,” the young woman said fiercely. “I’m here to talk about how I infiltrate the Bratva. Once we take them down, the Outfit and Camorra will follow.”
Little Miss Hard-Ass had some aspirations. Alex Rasputin was gonna make meatballs out of her.

Ohh this set up is sexyyy

“Where’s Achilles ?”
“Achilles has some important shit upstate, or I’d have called his ass first,” Luca lamented. “Adoption stuff.”
Achilles and Tierney were adopting? Well, fuck. My mood brightened instantly. Heck yeah. Tierney was going to be a badass mom, and I was going to be an uncle again.

My babies are adopting 🥹🥹

I need help.”
“Jesus, man. I’m so fucking glad you came to this conclusion. About three decades delayed, but you know what they say. Better late than never.”
“Do you want me to hook you up with Tierney’s psychologist?” I asked. “She swears by he—”
“I need help with business,” Luca specified. “Not with…whatever the fuck other people go to therapists for.”
“Mental health,” I provided.

“What were you doing there?”
“Cheese rolling from the hilltops. That Gloucester cheddar is pretty heavy.”
He laughed. “Is it serious?”
“Nah.Just a little something to pass the time.”
“You don’t usually take little somethings on weekends. Let alone on your birthday,” Zeke pointed out. “Don’t treat me like an idiot, and I won’t have to treat you like a liar.”

Be honesttttt

“Luca..you lost the girl.Don’t lose anything else, yeah?”
For the first time since I’d known my brother, I saw his face twisting in pain. He recovered quickly, though, the hurt replaced with a zing of determination.
“I didn’t lose the girl,Enzo.Only a fool would trade true love for dirty money and endless death.”
“Am I to understand from this that you and Sofia are back on track?”
“We will be.”