Reputation: Seen Differently (Book #1)

• Part 30 • ~ "Hempstead!"

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Luca has given me and Kate a ride home. Once I opened the door I saw my father sitting on the table working in his computer. He looks up and when he stares at me he shuts off the computer.

"Where the fuck were you last night?"

I roll my eyes and don't answer him. He stands up from his chair and walks towards Kate and I.

"I asked you a question."

"Why do you care? I'm just a useless whore aren't I? It's none of your business where I stay the night."

"You live in my house, and you're underage so it is my fucking business. Even if you chose to go whore yourself to different men. Speaking of, how much do they pay you?"

My anger rises at his stupid question. He truly could care less about me.

"Go fuck yourself Ezra."

His hand rises but right before he gets to slap me, the doorbell sounds. He looks over Kate and I and shoves me out of his way. He opens the door and his partner walks in. I roll my eyes at his appearance.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, Ezra, but um Dante Greco is back, he actually dropped four bodies. Two officers and two innocents."

I scoff loudly. Everyone turns around staring right at me. If Dante killed, then they probably weren't innocent. The Mafia has a reason behind every fucking kill, after every hit.

"If he killed them, then they probably aren't as innocent as y'all make them seem."

"Nothing these men do is okay, they were innocent. These men need to be locked away for life." Wilden says.

"Good luck with that." I say before storming upstairs and into my room.

I grab my purse and throw it all in the bed looking for my phone. Once I find it, I quickly dial Dante hoping he picks up. Like usual with these men, he doesn't answer. I then call my uncle, I need to know his version of the story.

"Ice is Dante Greco, and he is your father." Is the first thing he says.

"I know, he told me. Why didn't you?" I ask softly.

"I made a promise to your mom. Alessia it was best for you, we wanted you to be free of this world until you were older."

"I was never free of this world." My voice begins to break a little bit. "I began to train at the age of ten, I was a child yet I did it because I cared about my grandfathers validation."

He stays quiet, surely not able to know what to say. He doesn't answer for the next couple of minutes and I scoff hanging up the call.

I place my cellphone on my nightstand and start placing everything back in my bag. I grab my gun and place it behind my pants. I finish organizing my bag and set it down on the floor.

My bedroom door opens and Kate walks in.

"What was that?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes you do. Dante Greco is innocent." She says mocking how I sounded.

"What do you care? I choose who I want to defend. And why are you suddenly so interested in wanting to be in this life? The Mafia is not meant for you Kate. If you think I'm being a bitch then just wait till they try to train you."

"Why are you being like this? One night away and suddenly you're an asshole."

"Things change, my life is changing."