#Chapter72
Smirking. /"Oh by all means run to the Russian, disgrace the Vatore's name and scorn the Italian mafia and see where it gets you to. Nowhere!/" He screams the last part, sense of guilt washing over me, eating me from the inside. Am I truly disgrace to the Italian mafia when I slept with a Russian? Have I shamed my family but falling for the Russian King and carrying his baby. Will my family accept me once they find out about my treachery? Is this what they all see when I come to take over my father's empire?
/"So run, run into the arms of the man who murdered your family./" What? My breath seized, my heart stops, my leg wobbles, my brain went off in a blaring noise. My eyes dilates tears gathering massively but I didn't blink.
