My Mafia Man
I cut him off with, “Don’t you dare, I will forget that you’re my father if you insult her.”
He laughed, and said, “You’re so naive, Amber. None of your paintings will be sold tonight. Just like no one bought your mother’s paintings after her death.” I clench my fists and say, “That’s because you intersected the trades, and you burnt many of them down, you monster!” He says, lowly, “Not only that, my darling, I even cheated on her many times…But she never found out.” I kicked him right where it hurt. Tears flow down my eyes.
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