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“Of course. Luca destroyed an entire MC chapter by himself, chopped them to pieces, skinned them. He loves the personal kill, the close kill, and doesn’t mind getting his hands bloody.
I love my baby Luca
“Fuck,” he breathed. “You know I’d never hurt you, right?”
Savio😭😭
You are loyal to the Falcones,” she said at last, sounding almost accusing. “I am. They are my family.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not coming on to you,” he said with a smirk. “Nino would chop my balls to pieces like a Tataki master. And you’re like a little sister to me. I’m not that kinky.”
Like a little sister. Sobbing
I moved forward but Kiara beat me to it, whirling on him and stabbing her finger against his chest. “Stop staring at my backside.” Savio raised his hands with a grin. “All right, Tiny.” Kiara shook her head, smiling.
“Like what you see?” he asked, stretching out his arms. My mouth fell open. “I … I didn’t…” “Check me out? Sure.” I glanced at Nino for help. He looked slightly amused.
I grinned. “Red velvet dough is in the fridge.” He looked surprised. “You’re starting to grow on me, Tiny.”
“Sometimes I feel like my insides are a raging flood of emotions when I look at you, but I don’t mind drowning.”
“No. I enjoy seeing happiness on your face. It’s as if I’m feeling it myself.”
His hair half covered his eyes but I saw they were red. “Are you okay?” “Can I listen to you play?”
I love Adamo
Adamo wrapped his arms loosely around his legs and regarded me with a small smile. “I’m glad you’re part of our family. You never judge me when I talk to you.”
Nino gave me a small smile. “I’m glad that you get along so well with my brothers, even Remo.” “They are my family and I care about them.”
“If anyone can be a good mother, then it’s Kiara,” he said. “She’s like a fucking mother hen, even to me.” He shook his head.
“You’ll be a good father, too. Even when you didn’t feel a fucking thing, you managed to raise Adamo and Savio with me, and look how well they turned out, the little shits.” He grinned twistedly. “The house is big enough even if you decide to have ten kids.”
“Yeah,” Savio murmured. “That girl makes it fucking hard to dislike her, and I put so much effort into it in the beginning. All for nothing.”
Nino cupped my face and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips. “You and my brothers are all that matters in this life. I want you close at all times, even if it’s only in name.”
“For the two of you I created one melody.” Surprise crossed their faces. “You created something for us as well?” Leona asked. “You belong to this family,” I said, then played the last melody.
Fabiano had bought the villa beside ours and was our new neighbor. The previous owners had sold the house after some convincing from Remo.
The Camorra was ours. We were the Camorra. We were Las Vegas. We were even the West, and it would always remain that way.
if I didn’t try to save Adamo, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself, nor would my brothers. We’d save him or die trying. There really was no other option.
Remo was Las Vegas. Remo was the Camorra. Remo was a born leader.
“I’ll ask Serafina if she needs help with the babies,” Savio said, stunned. “Do that.” “They’re coming home with us, right?” I glanced up at Savio. “It’s where they belong.”
“Is he …?” Tears sprang into my eyes and I smiled. “Nino and Savio got him.” “Alive?” Adamo whispered, taking a step back, beginning to shake. “Yes. Serafina saved him. He’ll be here soon.”
Savio nodded, then yawned. “I’m still not over it and I’ve been staring at doll-face and little Remo for hours.”
As long as the brothers had each other, they would prevail.
“That’s not the only reason why I was worried. Like I said, we are family, and I would have missed you.”
“Kansas City, Savio.” He sighed. “There’s really no fun to be had in this house anymore.”
Nino watched me a moment longer. “Cause and effect.” “I really love you but that’s making me want to hit you with a spoon.”
“Yeah, right, with those fucking doe-eyes of yours looking at me like a broken puppy. You know as well as I do that Nino and I can’t hurt a single of your unruly hairs.” I knew Nino couldn’t hurt me, and I’d always suspected that Remo would at least hesitate before hurting me, but hearing him admit he was incapable of inflicting me pain filled me with warmth. To think that I’d been terrified of becoming a Falcone, of my marriage to Nino, when it had given me a man who loved me, and brothers that meant more to me than my blood relatives.
I crossed the small space between us and hugged Remo for the first time in my life. “Thank you,” I whispered. “You are how I wish my brothers could have been. I don’t care what people say about you, I love you like a brother.” Remo froze, then he lightly touched my back but didn’t say anything in return—not
I rushed toward him and threw my arms around his middle. He touched the back of my head briefly. “I don’t care if the world hates you, I’ll defend you against all of them.” “I don’t give a fuck if the world hates me as long as the people who matter don’t,” Remo said, untangling my arms from his waist.
“Hey Alessio,” Fabiano said with a small smile. “Finally, another blue-eyed boy in this family.”
“The name is Falcone, Kiara Falcone. Now tell the doctor to hurry, we don’t have all day.” She looked clueless. The other receptionist stood at once. “I’ll ask her to see you right away.” “Was that necessary?” I whispered. Savio shrugged. “I didn’t like the tone she used on you.”
“Fuck, the mansion will be overrun with these little monsters soon.” “You’re exaggerating.” “If one of them turns out to be like Nevio, we’re doomed, that’s all I’m saying.”
“We have to save them,” I rasped. “Help me save them.” Remo gripped the back of my head and hugged me. “You’ll never have to ask me for something like that. Never. We will save them, and if anyone burns today, it’ll be us.”
He nodded before I’d uttered anything, his eyes dark and angry but also soft somehow. Remo, the constant enigma. “Thank you,” I got out. “You don’t have to thank me, not for that. I did it for you, for Nino, for all of us.”
“Have you come to grope me while I’m too weak to fight you off?” I choked on a teary laugh, shaking my head. “Thank you. Thank you so much.” Leaning forward, I kissed his cheek.
When he hung up, he shook his head at Nevio, then picked him up anyway. “You peed on me. I haven’t forgotten and I won’t forgive.”
“Fuck,” Nevio said in delight. Savio’s eyes grew wide then he started laughing. Serafina came over and pinched his arm.
Savio held Nevio out to Serafina. “Here, take your little killer doll.”
Despite what had happened in these walls, the good of many other evenings still outweighed everything.
“You gave me peace too,” I whispered, then rested my head against his shoulder. “Me and my boys.”
