Destroy It All

Everything Was A Lie

A/N - I really enjoyed writing this one! hope you like it!

Lucas

Dante and Ciro sat in front of me, we had set Matteo up in one of the bedrooms, I listened to the whole story, but only one thing was on my mind.

Alexandre is dead. who killed him. how long has he been dead? 

"So what are we gonna do?" Dante asks, I lean back in my chair.

"Dante." Ciro snaps, pushing Dante out of the office and locks the door, "Lucas, the girl is still lying about something,"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because, well there are two reasons, first this Marco who has been pretending to be Alexandre this whole time, nobody ever saw Alexandre until Carlos death, so what if Alexandre was never real? but just a made it person in order to keep the mafia going for the Moretti's."

Ciro was right, maybe not about all of it but there was still something wrong with the story.

"So when Betty moretti died so did their child?" everyone knew there was a child many saw betty so we know that there was a child at one point.

"Well that brings me to my other point."

"Spit it out."

"The girl, this could be far fetched but," Ciro looks up and we hold eye contact. "I could've swoon that Betty Moretti was standing in front of me.

I jump out of my chair "Shit!" 

"It makes sense, really," Ciro says. "Why we never saw the child or the reason behind this made up story of Alexandre, I mean you and me both know the rule about the first born-" I cut him off

"Mrs. Moretti died during child birth, Carlos knew he wouldn't remarry he loved her more than anything, and if the last thing he had of his late wife was a baby girl, of course he would kept it hidden." It all make sense. "He would break the rules to keep her safe. and when he died so did the safety. 

"It was the girls choice to make a real person show his face,"

"She's the only child of Carlos Moretti, and the eight other families have no idea." I breathe.

"Lucas?" I spin around and look at Ciro. "Are you going to report her?" he almost looked sad. 

We didn't know this girl, she didn't know us, but we both knew each others secrets.

"You know I can't, she knows about Matteo, she planed this knowing that we both own each other now, fuck me!" 

Alex

I ordered a plain black coffee as I waited for Lucas Scarletto to show up we are meeting in the city far away from people who would know us, just us. 

I showed up two hours early mostly because I couldn't sleep then my mind filled up with thoughts about him papa had told me lots of things about him, he was a ruthless killer, in fact some say that he liked it, watching others in pain.

Marco almost killed me after me telling the Scarletto's about Alexandre being dead and it was a flat out lie but it didn't matter I knew that they would figure out who I was, Ciro knew my mother and I looked just like her so it was only a matter of time, but it was safe because I knew about their brother and no way was Lucas so ruthless as to throw his younger brother to the wolves, yes it was a bet but it was one I was willing to take in order to live.

I snap out of it when a a greened eyed man sits in front of me, he looks a lot younger than I thought he would.

We both stared at each other, no words were spoken, I was holding my breath. 

It was broken by a waiter coming to the table, she looked down at Lucas.

"Goodday! can I get ya anything?" she asks, as she smacks her gum so loudly, it makes me want to rip it out and throw it away.

"I'll take what she has, thanks" 

"Okay, a black coffee and a refill coming right up." and she rushes away, not a moment to soon, as soon as she leaves we both look back at each other he's trying to read me, I know more about him than he'll ever know about me.

"I-"

"So-" 

He and I both speak at the same time.

"You go first." he says as he shifts in his chair.

"I trust that it only took Ciro about an hour to figure it out?"

"Close, an hour and half." he laughs and leans forward, "How'd you know Ciro would know who you are."

"He knew my mother when she was younger and I look just like her, and he's a smart one."

"Yeah he is," the waiter brings his cup and refills mine, we both drink. "So, now that it's confirmed that you are Carlos's child now what?" he asks.

"There was a reason I let Ciro see me, I wanted you guys to know who I was," I look around, "I need help, as much as I hate asking."

"And what would we help you with?"

"Roberto, and the eight others,"

"I don't think I fully understand, does Roberto not know about you?" he asks

"No, and he can't," I pause, should i tell him this? "Not many know just the main leaders, your father would've known, I had an aunt she was the first born she was older than papa-Carlos," Lucas looks a little red. "Roberto killed her."

"You think he'll kill you?"

"I know he will,  I'm going to tell the rest of the families about me." 

"That's not a good idea, this mafia takes the rule very-" I cut him off

"Yes, yes they do but I have no choice, Roberto knows that something isn't right okay! if I don't make the first move he will, and if the kill me then fine but no matter what I die, I rather die on my terms."

"And let me think...you want me and my mafia to support you? or you'll blackmail me with my brother?"

"No, I will not use your brother against you, if I did that I'd be no better than Roberto or the stupid rules."

"So what then?"

"I-I need you to uh-" I cough a little, this is so fucking stupid he'll never do this! "I need you to marry me."

I watch him, he doesn't react but just drinks his coffee.

"You're twenty, and you have to get married in less than a year, it would help us both, since I don't think you have anyone else lining up to be yours."

he still doesn't say anything.

"Say something damnit." 

"I'll need to think about it."