BlackHeart

Chapter 42 (Domani's POV)

        I rolled my shoulders back already anticipating the hit that's coming. My buddy knows me well enough. He knows what I did. I know he does. His eyes are wild in his head, and that's the only thing that would explain why. "I'm asking you one more time, Dom, and don't be a prick and lie to me. What's going on with you and my sister?" He asked me. Elio and I fought in combat together. We saw a lot of blood and carnage on our private op missions, and we've been cornered more than once together with the odds against us. We never failed one another though. We were brothers there. It's why I wanted him to move to New York and become a Made man when we got out. I knew he was loyal and a hard ass like I am. 

I know he isn't afraid to kill a man when a man needs killing, and I know he's a smart guy who picked up on the business quickly and easily. He makes good business decisions and even though he isn't family, he ran right past all the ranks meant for a man to climb up to become Made. He's my right hand man even though Alessandro is really supposed to be. He's also just someone who gets on with my personality. We've had some damn good times together. And I know that our promise to each other never to lie to, betray, or fuck over one another is solid. 

I broke that. 

We had a discussion once about lines we could never cross and our sisters were brought up. He made it known that that was a hard no from him the same way that I did about my sisters. We both know the kind of men that we are. We're players, assholes, and criminals. Who the fuck wants their sister to attach themselves to that?

        So, when Elio asked me outright for the second time I knew I couldn't lie to him. "Nothing serious. There's been some tension between us, alright? I know what I promised" I reminded him. "Do you? Because if you're punching out my friends for asking Mia out, then I don't think it's just 'tension'. You clearly feel you have some claim over her. I fucking know you Dom," he called it out, and he was right. "What do you want me to say?" I asked him. Alessandro was just behind us eating this shit up, and Mia was squirming with nerves. 

Elio wouldn't talk to her, so all she could do was stand and wait. Elio grit his teeth and for a single moment he looked down at Mia and I didn't like the look he gave her before he returned his attention back to me and asked, "Did you fuck my sister?" Shit. Here we go. "Once," I said outright. Mia gasped for my telling the truth. I guess she thought I would lie and cover it up. 

That'd make shit worse. I know Elio is a smart guy. He knows, and if I lied it would make me a worse friend than I already am. "You mother fucker," Elio lunged forward. I just stood there and let him sock me in the face. "ELIO!" Mia yelled at her brother, scrambling over to us. I just grabbed my jaw and shook it out.

        "I know, I'm an asshole. Go ahead and hit me again" I offered it up to him. He didn't hesitate to sock me again. Mia yelled at us to stop it. "He's a whore, but what the fuck were you thinking, Mia?!" He turned his anger on her. She started stuttering over herself trying to hold back tears. "I'm not a whore," she told him. "I know! Which is why I'm so disappointed that you fell for his bullshit! He's a player, Mia. He doesn't care about you," he spoke about me like I wasn't in the room. "Elio, lay the fuck off her. I know who you're really mad at," I called him back to attention.

 He whirled around and grabbed my shirt. Another person about to rip damn buttons off. I can never keep clothes for too long. "You're damn right I am. You promised me! You just don't give a single fuck, do you?" He shoved me off like he was disgusted with me. I grit my teeth but took it.

 "I fucked up. I did restrain myself for a long time though," I defended myself. He laughed sardonically and whirled around to punch me again. He got me good this time and I grabbed my face and huffed out a breath to calm my building anger. "Alright, I deserved that," I let it go.