Twisted Cravings (The Camorra Chronicles, #6)

by Cora Reilly

Dad smiled joylessly. “It doesn’t matter. The fact is that you can’t see Adamo Falcone again.” Anger rushed through my veins. “You’re asking me to stop seeing Adamo?” “I’m not asking you. You won’t see him again and you won’t set foot on Camorra territory.” “You can’t order me around like that. It’s my life. I always respect you but you need to respect me as well.” Dad’s face became hard. “You can stop seeing him, or I’ll find a way to move him out of the picture in some other way. It’s up to you, but the end result will be the same. Adamo Falcone won’t be a part of your life.” My mouth fell open. “Are you threatening to kill him?” Dad perched on the edge of his desk, his business expression replacing the look he usually gave me. “I’ll do what’s necessary to protect all of us.” His voice didn’t leave room for an argument. For him the matter was settled and my opinion was irrelevant. This side of him wasn’t new to me, but usually I wasn’t on the receiving end of it. I glared. “You aren’t protecting me by keeping me away from Adamo! I thought you wanted to see me happy but you’re obviously only concerned about business.” “If open war breaks out in Chicago, everyone’s going to be at risk. You, Galina, the boys, my men. I have responsibility that goes beyond your infatuation with a boy you hardly know.”