Chapter 10

"No." One word. It felt like swinging a hammer. Matteo didn't get up. He stayed on his knees on my stairs, staring up past me toward the sound of his children. "Okay," he said hoarsely. "Okay. Just—let me know they're all right." "They're all right. They're mine. And they're none of your business." "They're MY—" "Don't." I came down one step. Now I was the one looking down. "Don't you dare say it. You told me what happens to your bastards. Remember? They don't live long enough to inherit...