My head is reeling with so many thoughts right now. I still can’t believe what Dell just said to me.
“What do you mean Alessandro is your brother?” I manage to ask, my voice barely above a whisper. This must be some sort of joke because there is no way what he just said to me makes any sense.
He sighs, looking exhausted.
“Well, half-brother,” he says, and I am tempted to roll my eyes. That’s the only thing that would make sense because they are literally two different races. “We share the same mother, different fathers,” he says so casually, like he didn’t just spin my world around by telling me that.
It takes a moment for it all to sink in. There’s just no way in hell that the two men who have been pushing me around, making me work for them, just so happen to be related.
“You are kid
