Ruthless King (Dark Syndicate 6)
Dear Valentina,
I can’t live like this.
You kept the truth about my son from me, and I’ve had to watch him grow up as my brother’s child. I loved you, but you chose to stay with my brother rather than fight to be with me.
I’m not going to wait for Salvatore to find out about us before I tell my son the truth. One of us needs to tell Alejandro that I am his father, not Salvatore.
A waveof shock slams into me, and I stop reading. My eyes are glued to those words, and I read the rest. I stare until they blur, and I snap my gaze to Cristiano’s, who is watching me intently.
What the hell am I reading?
This can’t be true. Sebastiano is my father?
This is…
My God.
Pushing past the shock, I continue reading the rest of the letter.
He shouldn’t find out from anybody else besides us.
So, I will do it. When the truth comes out, you can either be with me or against me. Mark my words, if you go against me, I will destroy you and everything you stand for.
I will take what’s mine, and nothing and nobody will stand in my way.
Not even my love for you.
Write back so I know where we stand.
Give the letter to Estelle, and she will find me.
Sebastiano
“Jesus Christ,”I huff out.
I don’t know how many more shocks I can take in one fucking day.
I don’t know where to begin piecing this together.
And Estelle?
Estelle knew this secret. There’s no way she didn’t know. She was close to my mother. She knew all the family secrets, but this is the fucking mother of all.
I raise a hand to my head and blow out a haggard breath as I think about what must have happened.
My parents were married for four years before they had me. My mother had an affair with Sebastiano, and my father never knew.
Did he know before he died?
Did Sebastiano ever get to tell him, or my mother before they died?
That’s if Sebastiano and my father are dead.
It’s almost the same fucking thing as what happened to Priscilla and me with Eduardo. Except, she wasn’t married to my brother at the time we were together, and I didn’t know she was his fiancée.
History has repeated it fucking self.
Fuck…