Chapter 46
MATTEO
After leaving Gianna on the beach, I raced to Ferro’s mansion, breaking the speed limit to the point that would probably land me in jail if a cop had stopped me. None did.
I wasn’t just racing to tell Angelo that old man Codelli would be in the Hamptons house all day.
I was also racing to get as far away from the pleasant memories of last night on the beach with Goldie as fast as possible.
Best forgotten. Because the idea of betraying her after the gift she had given me was making me physically sick.
But that’s just my weakness talking. Or maybe it’s the curse, finding yet another possible way to ruin me before my plans could come to fruition.
This one would involve betraying Angelo for Goldie and probably ending up getting killed by her father for taking her virginity in the end. Or something like that.
No.
Angelo Ferro and his daring plan of taking over the New York mob as the capo di tutti cappi, a Mafia King to rule over them all, is my best bet.
And by the time I reach the tall gates surrounding his estate, I’m calm again. And Goldie’s soft lips and song-like moans are starting to turn into fuzzy memories, just like all my other memories of better, happier times.
Those times are in the past. They’ll never return. I don’t need them to. What I need is revenge. What I need is justice for my family. And Goldie. By sticking with Angelo, I’m getting all of that.