Chapter 42

Angelo

I knew Vivianna was keeping something from me. She’s been acting strange ever since she went to talk to Clarissa. I didn’t want to believe that she was hiding something from me. I snaked my arms around her waist and whispered. “You’ve been avoiding me.”

“No. It’s just the wedding coming up tomorrow.”

“Bad move, Princess. I can always tell when you’re lying, and right now you’re lying through your teeth. What are you hiding from me?”

“I’m not. Quit being crazy.” She assured me.

“I have other ways of making you talk. Turn around and face me. Look me in the eyes and tell me you’re not keeping a secret.”

Vivianna turned and narrowed her eyes. “I’m. Not. Hiding. Anything.”

“No?” I reached into my pocket and held out the positive pregnancy test. “Are you sure you don’t want to rethink it?”

Vivianna adverted her gaze. “It’s not mine.”

“Then, who does this belong to? Tell me, sweetheart.”

“It—”

A voice behind me whispered. “It’s mine. I’m pregnant, brother.”

I spun around and widened my eyes at my half-sister. She hugged herself, looking down to the floor. She was ashamed to look me in the eyes. I clenched my fists and narrowed my eyes. “Give me a fucking name!”

“No. I can’t do that to him.”

“Give me a name, Clarissa. Tell me who the bastard is who had sex with a minor.”

“Please, I can’t tell you. Not yet. I promise I’ll tell you after the wedding.”

“Why after the wedding? What aren’t you telling me?”

Tears ran down her cheeks as she shook her head. “Please, Angelo. I just don’t want to ruin your day.”

“My day is already ruined. Tell me who he is, or I’ll start tearing the city apart.”

“Angelo, you need to calm down,” Vivianna whispered.

“Calm down?! My sister is pregnant with a man’s baby, and you’re telling me to calm down. I need to know who I need to kill.”

Clarissa took a deep breath and closed her eyes, “Please, he doesn’t even know yet. Hell, he doesn’t even know it’s me—”

“What did you just say? It’s someone here—one of my men.”

“Please, he didn’t even know I was underage. I-I was at a club and got in with a fake ID.”

I took a deep breath and exhaled. “Okay, now that you’ve narrowed it down for me. I’m going to get to the bottom of this.”

“Please, just wait till after tomorrow—after the wedding. I don’t want to ruin your day.”

“Fine. After Vivianna and I are pronounced husband and wife, I’m lining up each one of my men. I will find him, and I will punish him.”

“Angelo—” Vivianna begged.

“Sweetheart, I’m not mad at you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t punish you for breaking one of my rules.”

She swallowed hard and widened her eyes. “Angelo, I just didn’t think it was my story to tell. I’m sorry, but I did the right thing. Punish me if you will, but you know I’ll just enjoy it.”

I cupped her cheek and pulled her into my chest. “I know you will. You always love to defy me, because you get off on it.”

A few days have passed since I learned one of my men have fucked my sister. In fact, got pregnant. Matteo fixed my bow tie for me and let out a sigh. “What’s wrong, boss?”

“I need to ask you something, and I want you to be completely honest. Did you sleep with Clarissa?”

“What the fuck?! Of course, I didn’t. Why would you ask me that?”

“I’m sorry about that, but I had to know. Clarissa is pregnant.”

“And, you’re sure it’s one of us?”

“Clarissa confirmed it. After the wedding, I’m lining everyone up. I need to know who it is.”

“Who are you thinking?”

“Well, I’m not sure. That’s why I need to line everyone up.”

“I’m assuming nobody else knows.”

“No, and I want to keep it that way. I want to know who took advantage of her, and make him pay.”

“Come on, let’s get you hitched. Then, we can find out who got her knocked-up.”

The wedding went off with a hitch. Matteo walked Vivianna down the aisle and Vito administered the ceremony. He announced us husband and wife. We drank and danced. I kissed Vivianna on the lips and whispered. “I won’t be long. Go wait for me in the bedroom. Be ready to receive your punishment like a good girl.”

I had all my men lined up against the wall. One by one, I looked at each one of them in the eye. Not once did they flinch. I asked each and everyone the same question. I knew it wasn’t Matteo or Vito. They both had women of their own. I stopped at the end of the line and looked Roman in the eyes. Roman was Matteo’s cousin, a new recruit. Clarissa’s voice rang through my head.

“Please, he didn’t even know I was underage. I-I was at a club and got in with a fake identification”

“Roman, I’m going to ask you one time and one time only. Do you know who Clarissa Valentino is?”

“No, Sir.” I looked into his eyes, searching for the lie. Either he was a good actor, or he honestly was clueless.

I grabbed him by the collar and narrowed my eyes. “Let me rephrase this, were you in the club exactly one month ago?”

“Yes, Sir.” He widened his eyes as if he was remembering.

“Did you have sex in the club?”

“P-please, Sir! I swear, I didn’t know. She said she was legal.”

I looked over to Matteo with the same expression. Dark and dangerous. I fixed my gaze back on him and hissed. “I want you to go with Matteo. He’ll show you to my office. The rest of you are free to go.”

Matteo cursed under his breath as he pulled Roman to the office. I followed behind him, glaring at the back of his head. I wanted to kill him, but I knew I couldn’t. He was his cousin. His true family. Plus, if I killed him, I would have to deal with an angry pregnant woman and Vivianna.

Matteo shoved him down in the chair as I stood next to him. I sucked in a breath and sighed. “Obviously, I’m not going to kill you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t punish you. You can thank Clarissa and my wife for that.”

“Sir, I didn’t know you had a sister. She—”

“Another reason, I’m not killing you is because I’m not going to be a hypocrite. That’s not who I am. I just want one thing from you.”

“Anything, Sir.”

“Just be there for her. The girl is pregnant with your child.”

“Matteo, will you show Roman to his room. I have a wife to attend to.”

Matteo winked, “Sure, boss. Will you need anything else for the rest of the night?”

“No. I don’t want to be disturbed.”

I stepped out of the office and made my way up to our room. I stepped inside and stripped off my jacket, tie, shirt. I smirked down to Vivianna and unbuckled my belt. Pulling it through the loops, I folded it in half and smacked it against my palm. I walked to the sofa fell back onto it, giving her a sardonic grin. “Get over my knee and take your punishment like a good little girl.”

She gulped as she stood up and laid over my knee. I trailed my finger down her back and palmed her ass. Vivianna turned to face me and whispered. “Make it hurt, Daddy. Punish me for defying you.”

“Hold on sweetheart, this might hurt a lot.”