The truth about his father's secret family had taken three hours, two bottles of scotch, and Alessandro's entire understanding of his life.
Carlo Castellano had a mistress for thirty years. Elena Rodriguez, a former secretary who'd left when she got pregnant with Carlo's son. Alessandro had a half-brother—Marco, twenty-eight, an architect in Brooklyn, completely unaware his father was a real estate mogul.
"She never asked for money," Maria had said, eerily calm after years of keeping this secret. "But I knew. I've always known. I stayed because that's what women like me do." She'd looked at Alessandro. "Don't be your father. Don't trap someone in a marriage built on lies. Even your Sienna deserves better than being your guilty secret."
Three days later, Alessandro sat in his car across
