I glare at him, fists clenched, blood still dripping from my knuckles. The pounding in my ears drowns out everything but my rage.
He steps closer, slow and deliberate, and his voice changes—lower now, heavier. It settles over the room like a storm rolling in.
"Selena's father and I weren't rivals, Gino," he says. "We were friends. Brothers. Until he betrayed me."
I freeze.
What the hell is he talking about?
"He killed your mother," he goes on, like he's telling me the weather. "Seven months pregnant with your sister."
My stomach flips violently. The air in the room thins.
"You're lying," I say, but the words come out like a breath I don't believe."You told me she died in a car accident, and"
He shakes his head, slow and deliberate. "It wasn't just a car accident. He had a plan for it. Targeted. He made it look like fate. But I found the truth. And I buried it… until now."
