"My father?" Ortensia asked, scoffing like the words tasted like poison."This is ridiculous. Which father are you talking about? The one your boss Vito here shot three bullets into his skull, or which one exactly?"Vito shifted on his feet like the ground suddenly got too hot. He licked his lips, slow and dry. "Doll..."But she wasn’t hearing it. “Stop this,” she snapped, her voice loud. “You haven’t even recovered, Vito. And you’re already talking to me about some father I never even met. The only father I knew is dead. And you... You killed him. You remember that, don’t you?”Vito looked away. No remorse? He's just tired and wanted rest.Enzo stepped in with icy voice, and cold facts. “Stop being dramatic. That man? That wasn’t your real father. Just a stand-in. You need to let that go. Your biological father is alive... and not just alive, he’s the head of a cartel. A deadly one.”Ortensia stared at Enzo like he was speaking another language.“And as for your stepfather,” Enzo kep
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