VINCENZO CASTILLO
New York City.
I downed the last shot of alcohol in my glass, not even realizing how much time had passed.
An hour ago, I was standing right outside Giulia’s door, my legs stiffened.
Now? I was deep in a bar, drowning in liquor, trying to silence the chaos in my head.
At this rate, I was going to lose my mind. I was already losing it.
I had tried—God knows I’d tried—to keep the truth from her. But it’s eating me alive. If Camilla ever found out her son, Jeoffrey, was alive all this time… she’d kill me.
And now, Alexandro wants the boy dead, just to keep her obedient. Like her life isn’t already wrapped in enough pain.
It’s too much. Too heavy. And I’m right in the middle of it, being pulled under.
I couldn’t carry out Papa’s orders. I just couldn’t. But neither c
