RUINED BY MY BROTHER'S MAFIA BESTFRIEND
"Only as bad as you want it to be. I support you, baby, but you knew this day was coming. I've protected you as long as I can."
And he has, too.
I inhale a deep swell of air and smile as widely as I can, hoping it doesn't look as much of a grimace as I think it does.
"You smile at Rafael that way, and he's sure to run screaming for the hills." My brother Enzo is at the door, his navy-blue Brooks Brothers suit unbuttoned.
He holds his arms out, and I walk over to him, hugging him tight. I pull away and tuck my arm into his when he offers. He smells of mint and Nico's powder.