Page 106 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

I retaliate with a punch to his nose. It starts bleeding almost immediately but he wipes off the bloodstain like it’s nothing.

“You fucked my sister, stole her innocence, got her pregnant and then fucking left.”

I massage my jaw to smother the pain from the punch.

Fucking asshole.

“I didn’t do anything she didn’t want,” I retort.

“She was just a fucking child, Luca.”

“She was twenty-one, Giovanni!”

“You were my fucking best friend and I fucking trusted you.”

His words hit me deeper than any punch he threw at me. Flashbacks of us hanging out, talking about the future and how we were going to run this town together. He was my brother.

“I loved her, Giovanni,” I blurt before I can stop myself. I’ve never had to admit what I felt for Gianna long ago out loud.

“What?”

“I loved her. I didn’t know how to tell you without ruining our friendship. You were so protective of her and I just knew you wouldn’t let me have her, but the thought of not being with her killed me. I tried for so long to push those feelings down, but when she told me how she felt, it was like I could breathe for the first time.”

He is gazing at me with keen eyes. I know I shouldn’t have stupidly admitted that out loud.

Dammit.

“You have no idea how fucked up I was after my parents' death. How I found out you were all traitors.”

“Fuck you, Luca.”

“You had her come to me to get to my parents and fucking murder them.”

The rage returns to his eyes. I’m panting heavily as I stop myself from punching him again.

“We did not kill anyone. How many times do I have to tell you that?”

“Don’t you fucking dare lie to my face in my fucking house. How do you explain the fucking marks?”

“I’ve told you, Luca. I have no fucking idea! Someone must have set us up.”

I take a step closer, holding my balled fist close to my chest. It’s getting harder to keep it from smashing his fucking face. “Don’t Giovanni,” I warn in an icy tone.

“So this is your plan, giving her back to Mateo as revenge. She trusted you enough; that’s why she came here for your help even after I warned her not to.”

“She left on her own. Do you really think I would hand over Gianna to that fucking bastard?”

“I no longer know you, Luca, or what you’ve become.”

“I might be all things but not a double-crossing liar and betrayer like you.”

“You-” Giovanni rushes at me angrily and pushes me hard to meet the wall. "Fanculo(Fuck yourself),Luca,” he grunts.

Fuck.

I hit his arm hard with my elbow as he punches me in the abdomen.

He grunts but doesn’t let go as he pins me to the wall. His grip on me loosens as I hit him in the face and his nose starts to bleed again.

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