Page 37 of Mafia Heiress
“What did he say?” Ciro asks, eyebrows knitted together.
“Nothing. Wake me up when this is over. We need to go see my father as soon as possible.”
I close my eyes and drift into a dreamless sleep while the magical blood heals me from inside. Not that I believe in such things, but I heard positive thinking helps to get you back to normal.
Chapter Eleven
The clubhouse is filled with all my father’s men, sitting around tables and at the bar. The Sicilian Social Club is located on Third Ave in Bay Ridge, near our house.
I shrug off Marcello and Dante’s grip as I follow Ciro into the back of the club. My head is held high as I make my way through the tables. Murmurs follow me, but I don’t acknowledge them. Technically I’m not allowed in here, but fuck them.
Ciro holds the door open for me before leading me down the hall to my father’s office. He knocks on the door before opening it up. I stop at the entrance, stunned by the sight before me.
A twenty something is spread across my father’s lap, tits out and his face is buried in between them.
“Get the fuck out!” I roar.
They’re both so startled, my father throws her from his lap, gun outstretched in his hand before she hits the floor. I grab the doorway, steading myself before pushing further into the room.
It registers who I am and he drops the gun, coming around to meet me. He opens his arms but I take a step back, my body hits Marcello’s, who clasps my arms to keep me steady.
“You’re got a lot of fucking nerve,” I growl.
The blonde finally gets up from her place on the floor, covering herself with her hands. Vito tosses her the shirt that was discarded on the floor and she gives us her back to put it on.
“What do you want me to say? I’ve been under a lot of stress.”
My father opens up his cigar box on the desk and cuts the end. His smirk never leaves his face. I turn to the blonde with the deepest menacing look I can pull off right now. She chirps before rushing past the guys as if her ass is on fire.
“I want you to stop being such a fucking pig and start respecting my mother. The woman who gave you kids and does everything for you. Have you even checked in on her? Annette is dead, she was her best friend.”
“Of course. I picked her up with your brothers yesterday.”
“You’re fucking unbelievable. Where is the Vitucci brother we have?” I ask, not wasting another minute on his stupidity. I’m so fucking mad right now I could smack him.
“You’re done. There’s no way I’m letting you near him. It’s Family business.”
I step forward, slowly making him understand my intent. He straightens and doesn’t take his eyes off mine. This man might have given me life, but I’m not a kid anymore.
“Watch me,” I growl.
“I’m your father and you will do as I say.”
“You’re in a shit load of trouble and how I see it is, you owe me. There’s no way I’m backing down on this.”
“Owe you? For what?”
He has the nerve to laugh at me. His chuckle dies in his throat when none of the guys behind me join him.
“First, because you fucking sold me to the highest bidder. Second, for the slut that just left.”
“That girl has nothing to do with this.”
“I’ll take my mother so far from here, that you won’t find us for the rest of your miserable life. Don’t think I don’t have a plan B, especially after everything you’ve done. I should have let you rot.”
My words spew venom and I didn’t realize how much his cheating had affected me. I’ve always been a Daddy’s girl, but not after this. He’s done too much to Mom and I’m sick of it.
“You wouldn’t. I’d find you.”
