Page 107 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

I stop him before he gets a chance to punch me, punching him instead.

The door opens wide and someone screams. I’d know her voice anywhere. It’s Bianca.

Giovanni and I continue to exchange punches, ignoring her presence as she runs towards us.

“Luca, fucking stop!”

I grunt as Giovanni punches my face. My lips burst from the hard impact.

“Giovanni, please stop!”

Bianca comes in between us as I pull myself away, wiping off my bloody lip. “What is fucking wrong with both of you?” She exchanges glances between us, her arms spread apart in our directions. “Have you gone mad? You’re both bleeding and hurt.”

Her hair is in a messy bun. I’ve always known my sister to care so much about her looks that she takes every chance she gets to fix her hair or face. Something feels off.

“He started this.”

“Oh, please, you’re not fucking children. Nice seeing you again, Giovanni, after all these years,” she replies. He shoots daggers at me with his eyes before settling them on Bianca.

“You know Mateo still has your daughter and Gianna, yet you’re here fucking throwing punches at him.” She glares at me.

“This asshole gave her to him.”

“I didn’t; I would never,” I growl.

“Bullshit!”

“It’s true, Giovanni,” Bianca replies, staring at him. “Luca hates Mateo more than you think.” She turns to look at me for a second.

“You should have seen how fucking pissed Luca was at me for trading her to him.”

Giovanni’s expression changes as he stares at her, shocked.

“I thought I was doing the right thing, freeing her from my stupid brother, but I swear, I had no idea he would turn out to be this. I’d never intentionally put Gianna in danger.”

I find my way to the bar, needing a fucking drink to cool my head.

“I need to get them both out of there,” Giovanni says.

“That’s all we want, too,” Bianca replies.

I pour myself a glass of whiskey, downing it in one gulp. “What have you found, Bianca?”

She turns to look at me. “Not much but it can still help.” She rubs her palms on her blue jeans and shoves her hand into her black bag. She’s acting very differently today. Almost like she’s scared and running away from something or perhaps, someone.

“Here,” she says, walking closer to me. She hands me photos of Mateo with Russo, another with Moretti and Martino.

“These are the people loyal to Mateo. He has them in some kind of deal that has their men working for him.”

Double-crossing bastards. All of them.

“That explains why his army is getting larger and larger,” Giovanni adds.

“Yes,” Bianca replies.

“I knew this all along. That’s why I now deal with Marcus and Victor.”

“Only here’s the thing: Mateo has just recently had a falling out with Martino.”

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