Mariana's Pov
“Give me a f*****g name goddamnit!” He yells and I wrap my arms around him, holding him in a tight hug.
“Just let it go, Dad. But for what it’s worth, his name is Caleb.”
I make a mental note to remind my mother to provide a Caleb for my father because I sure as hell know that this man will not let this fly without getting rid of the made up s*x offender.
My father—the great Matteo Messina Denaro—tightens his grip on me, mumbling words into my ear like a mantra. “I’m so sorry, princess, I’ll make him pay. I promise to make him pay for hurting my little girl.”
I nod against his chest, a string of pain and guilt tugging at my heart but I quickly push it to the back of my mind, reminding myself that this lie is a necessary procedure for the mission ahead.
“I want to ask a
