I’m trying to reach Gianna, but I can’t seem to get ahold of her after she left a message about going to Mateo’s house to be with our daughter and counting on me to get them both out of his house.

She left before I could get to her and her phone has been switched off since she sent the message.

There’s a heated noise outside my house and it’s getting me fucking pissed. I slam the door to my bedroom as I leave for the stairs.

Gianna and my daughter need me and I can’t just wait any longer for Bianca and her intel.

“Where is he? Come out, you cunt!” a voice growls from outside as I reach the living room.

The noise is louder and clearer here. Now is not the best time for anyone to piss me off any more than I already am.

“Who the fuck is that?” I open the door to meet Giovanni’s gaze.Fuck.

Two of my men are holding his arms with Sterling beside him.

“Figlio di puttana,” Giovanni spits with disgust.

“Learn some respect,stronzo,” Sterling retorts as he connects a punch to his abdomen.

Giovanni groans, bending in response to the hit.

“That’s enough.” I stop Sterling just before he hits Giovanni again.

His eyes are cold and icy as he glares at me, still recovering from the hit.

“You’ve got balls coming into my home, Giovanni. Bring him in.”

“I’ll fucking kill you. You fucking bastard. Didn’t you want to have her… to protect her? Instead, you let Mateo have her!” He yells as my men drag him into my house.

I stand in the center of the room, watching him being pushed into the building. He fucking knew about my child and never once mentioned her to me. He kept her a secret, just like Gianna.

“Leave,” I instruct Sterling and the two others.

Sterling takes a moment before he follows the others to leave.

Giovanni wipes a blood stain from the corner of his mouth as he keeps his gaze locked on mine. My men must have landed a couple of punches to his face.

“You kept my daughter away from me.”

“Are you fucking insane, Luca?” Giovanni comes at me with furious eyes.

“You not only betrayed me but had dealings with the Carusos, for fuck’s sake!”

Giovanni is walking closer to me, his fists balled by his sides. “You fuckingstronzo! First you hold her as your prisoner, then you give her back to him! How could you?”

I take a step back, avoiding a punch I can sense might be coming at me any moment now.

“What are you fucking talking about?”

“You threaten my family, try to kill me, then kill my father, and now this?”

I move away and narrowly escape his fist as he misses my face by just an inch. “I didn’t kill your father, Giovanni. I wanted to be the one who did but someone beat me to it.”

“Bugiardo(liar)!” He comes at me again and, this time, punches my face.

Fuck!

“Bastardo!”