Chapter 25

“She won’t stay here, dad, I won’t let her take my position,” Velvet yelled and to my shock she spoke English. My fork dropped from my hand. Perhaps she got a clue I wasn’t Italian but a Brit. That meant I was a threat to her. She feared I would get her position? But the question to be raised, who was she for him? his cousin? Lover? Friend? a just friend? Who? If he loved her ever, then why was I needed in here? 

Apparently he doesn't love her. Yeah, right. His eyes spoke enough to know the truth.

“Non hai mai avuto una posizione nella mia vita, aspettati di essere un altro dovere sulle mie spalle (You never had any position in my life expect for being another duty on my shoulder),” Luciano kept his Italian dialect in check. His eyes sought for velvet whose name could be Sofia(s blood). 

Sofia stood up from the chair, tears forming in her eyes, she looked at Luciano with resentment. “You stole fo