“You just made me a master target, these people that want to be dead for some reason, they are not the only ones now, your parents would want me dead,” I yelled when we walked into the house.
We said we would trust each other and he didn’t tell me about any of this, I was maddened by the fact that he thought it would be a good idea to hide the truth from me.
“If I told you, I would not have obtained the look of surprise on your face, we are meant to trust each other, you will trust me, just like I do the same with you,” Dominic spoke and I stared at him.
Trust is a way of two things.
“No one would touch or come close to you, not even my parents, I would let my darkness consume them all before they touch you.”
“Why did you do what you did?” I asked.
“Because no one loves the mafia mor
