“Who else?” I ask, needing to know how many other half-brothers I have.
“Milo.”
Fuck, no.
My skin crawls at the thought of sharing DNA with that sick bastard. He raped the woman I love. Almost took her from me. But then I knew we shared some level of blood—shared a connection, a past. I just didn’t realize we shared a father. It makes me hate Milo more.
“But then you killed him, didn’t you?” Felix asks.
“No, I didn’t kill him. But he deserved to die.”
Felix raises an eyebrow. “That whore of a girlfriend of yours killed him?”
“Yes.”
Felix sighs. “Milo deserved to die. He was reckless and doing a horrible job leading the men our father left to us.”
“Father left you men? An empire?”
“Yes, it is nothing compared to what he left you. But he left us enough to get by.”
“My father left you and Milo money, men, a sma
ll empire?” repeating my question because I can’t believe my father just gave him something I had to spend my entire life earning.
“Yes, our father left the three of us enough to battle against you if you ever stepped out of line.”
“The three of you?”
“Oh, I didn’t mention our youngest brother, did I?” Felix’s eyes darken with a rage I’ve only ever seen on one other man—father. And I have no doubt now Felix is my brother.
I wait, because whatever Felix is about to say is going to hurt. I know it is.
“Pietro. You killed him. You met us all once before. We were teenagers. Our father told you to kill one of us to test you, and you did, without figuring out why.”
Fuck.
I remember it. I’ve killed countless people on my father’s behalf. None of them deserved to die. I learned to stop asking questions and just follow my father’s orders. I vowed when I took over, I would never be like that. I would never kill an innocent person. And I’ve lived up to that promise.
I can see the rage in Felix at me killing our youngest brother. It makes me realize why Milo hated me so much. It all makes sense now.
“Milo came to avenge our brother’s death. I’m not here to get revenge for my brother.”
“Then, why are you here?”
“I’m here to fulfill a promise I made to our father.”
I shake my head. “Haven’t you learned you should never do anything for our father? He was an evil fucker who deserved to die.”
“Maybe, but he was still blood. And I watched him build an empire that if you continue to rule, you will destroy. You aren’t strong enough to rule. You didn’t kill our brother because you saw in your heart how weak he was and knew it needed to be done, you only did it because our father told you to—that’s weakness.”
“I was weak, but not like that. I was weak because I didn’t stand up to our father and not kill an innocent boy.”
Felix shakes his head. “Father always knew you weren't strong enough. You never had the spine to do what needed to be done. It was the same with Pietro. Which is why he had you eliminate him. Father always liked Milo and me the best. But he felt since you were the oldest, and the son of that whore of a wife of his, you deserved the first shot at ruling. We’ve given you a shot. And all you’ve done is run the company into the ground. Your profits are dwindling. You no longer sell women. You only sell weapons to those you feel are worthy and will use the weapons for good. You spend half your time rehabbing women and protecting them from getting sold. And the rest of the time you spend fucking that bitch.”
“Leave Kai out of this!” I growl.
“You’re weak,” he spits. “Kai is your greatest weakness, just like your mother was your father’s. He eventually realized his mistake and got rid of her.”