By Fate I Conquer (Sins of the Fathers, #4)

by Cora Reilly

Maybe I’d come to tolerate her one day.

“I never wanted this marriage. I told you what to expect if you married me. This is a marriage on paper. Don’t expect any emotional attachment.”

“You’re lucky I don’t have time for your bullshit right now,”

No virgin blood would be spilled today, only Falcone blood.

You needed to face your fears, that was what Dad always said, and it was something I had internalized too.

I brushed the finger where a ring would have been if I’d accepted Amo’s proposal.

It had been my choice, the only reasonable choice at the time, to let go of Amo, but right now it felt as if something had been ripped from me that I didn’t want to lose.

He’d enjoyed his time in New York and was friendly with many Famiglia soldiers.

“There’s nothing clairvoyant about my observations.”

“I won’t flee New York in the middle of the night like a fucking coward because you’re overly cautious.”

Leave the hotel now, Greta.

Without Nino’s words, I might have thought this was Amo trying to meet me in secret, but I knew this was a very different message.

It was from Amo, but he was trying to warn me.

My instinct left no other ...

Dad took a look at my face and strode over to me. I han...

“Get every gun! Wake ...

Mom’s arms around me tightened even more. Kiara shielded me from the other side, not letting me get up.

Suddenly we began spinning and the car jolted to the side, then crashed against something that made a metallic sound. My head collided with Kiara’s and everything turned black.

I straightened and looked through the rear window, and found Dad, Nino, Adamo and Fabiano in a shooting match with Amo, his father and several other Famiglia men.

Amo spotted me first and froze. He and the other Famiglia men were shielded by two cars, while my family hid behind an overturned van.

All this because of us? Because we shared a bond that could not be?

The expressions on the face on both sides didn’t give me hope. Only death for the...

The sliding doors jerked open and Nevio got out, a woman in his hold and a knife at her throat.

“Stop!” Matteo roared. The Famiglia stopped firing and so did my family.

Dad’s expression told me he hadn’t known ...

“Surprise, motherfuckers,” Nevio shouted with a wide grin, dragging the woman along as he walked toward...

After him, Massimo jumped out, and then Alessio, a teenag...

I recognized them as Matteo’s wife and daughter from ...

“Isabella, Gianna, are you okay?” Amo called.

“Sorry, Dad. I disobeyed, but I simply couldn’t resist ruining a wedding. If I’d known it would come to this…”

“You’re going too far,” Matteo said quietly.

“Too far?” Dad snarled. “You attack me and my family while we’re guests in your territory. Never talk about honor to me again. I’m the master at playing dirty, Vitiello. You just opened the fucking Pandora’s box.”

“Leave my territory. We’re even. And let Gianna and Isabella go right now,” Luca said.

Amo’s eyes slanted to me, and I thought I caught regret in his gaze but maybe I was just hoping for it.

Today would end badly. Very badly.

“I think Alessio took a shining to your daughter,” Nevio kept provoking.

Nevio said something to Dad and they all looked toward a tattooed man in his forties and a younger version of him.

Growl and one of his sons, Maximus.

“How about you give us my half-brother and his son?” Dad asked...

I turned my back on the scene and began running, catching Mom by surprise.

I wasn’t sure if what I’d seen in Amo’s eyes would be enough to save us all, but I had to give it a try.

And if nothing else, this would...

I stormed toward the edge of the har...

The Hudson was black and unwelcoming below me. Before my anxiety could stop me, I closed my eyes and then I jumped, my arms pressed flat...

My fall was short and the impact hard and cold. T...

The same terror that had overwhelmed me every time I’d been surrounded by water for as long as I could remember. That’...

“Greta!” Several screams rang out before all so...

1 year later…

I woke in a cold sweat, my heart almost beating through my chest, my breathing ragged. It was dark in my room, but so had been the night in my dream.

The night that haunted me often and woke me sweat-drenched every time.