Niccolo
My Mother slaps me. I smirk.
“I'm not gonna break that f*****g easy, Madre. Don't you know?”
Enforcers move in, holding various tools. But I know the two most important people in the world are safe.
Because if they weren't, I wouldn't be here.
“Down on your knees, child.”
“I only get on my knees for one woman. And she doesn't have to ask.”
She sneers, smacking me. “How dare you?”
I scoff. f**k this. It's not even interesting.
“Where are you keeping her? The woman?”
I motion to my chest. “Here. If you want her, tear it out. Can you bear to lose your only son, Madre?"
That gets a reaction, she motions to the enforcers. He takes a knife to my shoulder. I can't even take a reaction. Did this s**t in preschool.
“You place a regular w***e, before your mother? Before your brot
