Page 82 of Mob Princess

“Are you being serious right now?”

“And as for loving Bonnie? No, I might not love her fully. What I feel might simply be infatuation because of the amazing sex. But you know what? She’s been working with our family to empower it. To empower me. To grow this empire while you and Dad conspire to manipulate me any way you can.”

“Iz, listen to yourself. Do you eve hear what you’re saying?”

I smiled. “I do, Gio. I do hear myself. But here’s the kicker: no one cares about what she’s done for this family and for this empire and for me, of all people, because she made one mistake. A mistake she didn’t even follow through with, mind you. And I won’t make that mistake twice.”

“What mistake, Israel!?”

I snickered. “Are you listening, Gio? Because it almost seems to me that if it’s not about you, then you don’t listen.”

“Iz, don’t you hang up on me. Iz, just tell me where you are right now. Let me come find you so we can—”

“Gotta go, Gio. Good luck on the other side of this thing.”

And as we pulled up to Pava Moretti’s home, I hung up my cell phone before removing the battery from the back.

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