51. Romano Luciano

Jordan Miller

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"Well, since you asked nicely." He took a seat on the bed, making me move further up the bed. "My name is Romano Luciano."

For the second time that day, I felt like crying. I had said this before, but I was going to say it again. I felt incredibly stupid. All these while, I thought I was the one using him when I was playing right into his trap.

If he was a Luciano — the family who killed my parents, the ones who killed Alessandro's parents, the ones who I 'belonged' to — then he knew who I was from the very beginning.

Did he start teaching in my school because of me? Or was that a complete coincidence? If it was, why did he change his name? Why did he answer Brian Mark instead of his real name, Romano Luciano? I couldn't even think about his last name without wincing.

When I didn't say anything, he spoke again. "From that reaction, I'm assuming you've heard of me."

"Heard of you?" I exclaimed. "I thought I knew you!"

"You did, Jordan. You do," he corrected softly.