Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 68

That evening at dinner, I couldn’t eat.

All I could think about was the man chained in the barn… the horrors of his wounds…

The way he had whispered, Please… KILL me…

Don Vicari seemed to take pleasure in my distress. He smiled throughout dinner like he’d heard an amusing joke.

The great-grandmother kept her eyes on her plate, not ever looking up from it as she ate.

Isabella kept glancing back and forth between me and her father.

Finally, she timidly broke the silence.

“Is… is something wrong, Valentino?”

“He just had a hard day at work,” Don Vicari said.

“Oh – I’m so sorry.” The look of concern she gave me was real.

but couldn’t bring

escort you around Sicily to various towns. So

looked up

stared at her father, her lower lip quivering.

said, almost in annoyance. “I wouldn’t

up from her seat, and ran around the table. She hugged her father from the side as she continued to cry. “Thank you, Papa –

smiled even wider as he patted

was one of the few times I’d ever seen him look genuinely happy… like he was a normal human

great-grandmother beamed at Isabella

shifting to something sly and wolfish. “Your fiancé

“Really?!” Isabella sobbed.

ran towards me as though she was going to

like she knew she shouldn’t come any

foot to foot like an excited child

you, Valentino!

look on her face

that happy about traveling 50 miles

God-given right. Something they’d

you say, boy?” Don Vicari asked, his voice

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