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

by Cora Reilly

“I’ve been practicing my Capo look in front of the mirror these last fifteen minutes. What do you think?” He gave me a stern look. “You look constipated.” He shrugged. “Dad won’t retire tomorrow so I’ll have a few years to practice.” “Good luck.”

“This isn’t a fucking democracy,” Matteo said.

Maddox grinned in a dirty way. “I respect your sister too. But she would have kicked my ass if I’d made her wait this long for it.” Dad sent Maddox a look that would have sent many people running.

“I know, but Nevio needs someone.” Nevio needed an exorcist at the very least.

Even if I had to eat tofu scramble, seitan schnitzel and soy ice cream for the rest of my life, I’d still be the happiest asshole in the whole world.

“Oh yes. I was completely obsessed from the first second. I never believed in love at first sight, but you converted me.”

“You’re a Vitiello now.” I’d never grow tired of hearing someone call her Greta Vitiello, especially around Remo or Nevio.

Dad stepped in behind him and clapped Amo’s shoulder a bit too hard. “Congrats on the first Famiglia Capo to be born in Las Vegas.”