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He didn’t pull the trigger. So I kept going.

“Klimov knows I’m alive. Kill me, and you’ll take my place. Maybe a hired gun. Maybe he’ll let his men have you. I hear they like to fuck boys, so they won’t care which twin they get.”

“Fucking bitch,” Aris snapped. “Killing you lets you off too easy. The Russians won’t count your fingers. I bet they won’t even notice if you’re missing an arm. Broken ribs? Legs? They won’t give a shit. I may not get to kill you. But I can hurt you.”

“I’m not afraid of you,” I lied.

A malevolent grin turned up my twin’s mouth.

“You should be. I know where your kid sleeps.”

I swallowed back vomit.

“Aris, if you touch him?—”

“If I go after him, you’ll never know. You’ll never hear a whisper about what happened to your son… or your lover.”

I clenched my teeth to keep from screaming.

He was right.

My psycho demon twin was absolutely right.

“No,” he added, “you’ll spend what’s left of your pathetic fucking life wondering if they’re even alive.”

More gunshots rang out again through the open front door.

I didn’t know if Stefano or Enzo had been shot.

And I would never know if they survived.

CHAPTER 5

STEFANO

The desperation on Val’s face, the fear in her eyes, her silent pleading—it would haunt my dreams for the rest of my life.

She had survived being shot only a few days earlier, making a conscious decision to overcome the ordeal on her terms after being chained to a wall and tortured by a psychopath.

A beautiful, fierce, determined woman.

But when her family showed up, she became someone else. Her father and her brothers terrified her. They’d broken her.

I shook my head, refusing to believe it.

Her gaze jumped from mine to the staircase.

Fuck. Our son.

He stood at the top of the landing, taunting the Moscatelli bastard clinging to his mother.

“No,” I shouted at him, “run!”

The man fired at my son.

He fucking fired at my nine-year-old son…

And made himself a dead man walking.

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