"I thought she was dead," I say, absolutely furious. "Where is she? I want her dead."
Dominic takes my head between both hands and looks into my eyes. "Breathe. She's not here. She'll be taken care of soon."
"No. No!" I yell, pulling his hands away. "I'm going to f*****g kill her. She'll pay for what she did to me."
"I can't let you anywhere near her. Owen will kill me."
"f**k Owen. f**k this house. f**k the mafia. This place has destroyed me," I yell angrily.
"Just relax. I'll take you to the rehabilitation center and she'll be gone before you get back."
"No. I won't go until her blood is on my hands. She deserves to rot in hell."
"I don't think you'll be okay with killing someone. It's not easy," he says, shaking his head. "It'll stick with you your entire life."
"So will the mem
