My father blows out a breath and stares at her. “You’re sleeping with both of my daughter’s boyfriends?”
“Absolutely not.” Una lifts her hands, shaking her head. “I did date Antonio, but only briefly, before they were together.”
“Nope,” I cut in. “I saw the pictures on his phone when we were living together. He said you two had been together for months.”
He also said that she dumped him the night I found out.
That she had cheated on him with someone else.
Someone that I didn’t want to know about.
The person I wouldn’t want to know about is Tommy.
But my father certainly falls into that category as well.
My father is glaring at Una, disgusted. “What kind of a sick game are you playing?”
Turning to my father, I feel like I just fell down the rabbit hole. Is he seriously judging right now?
“What kind of sick game areyouplaying?” I snap. “The bitch just had your cock in her mouth.”
“Giovanna!” He’s bright red, flustered, like he doesn’t know what to do with his hands. He turns back to Una. “I knew you were capable of some twisted shit, but this is just—”
I frown. “How long have you been fucking her?”
He angrily flushes red. “Let’s see. Since about the time Tommy was paying off half of Manhattan by sending Una to buy them jewelry from me. Hundreds of pieces.” He looks at me pointedly. “Hundreds.”
“Just doing my job,” Una says smoothly, her voice like silk.
“Part of your job is to fuck my father?” I stroke the gun in my pocket, imagining what she would look like with a few extra holes in her body.
She smooths her hands down her sides, not to fix her clothes but to outline her petite figure as she tilts her head at me. “My job is to do whatever Tommy wants me to do.”
Her implication is clear. ‘Whatever Tommy wants me to do’while she’s practically touching herself. I stand and pull the gun out of my pocket, leveling it at her face.
“Well, now you’re going to do what I want you to do. Whatever the fuck happened between you and him is over. You stop fucking my fiancé today.”
Una licks her lips, her eyes sparkling. “Which one?”
Cunt. “There’s only one,” I hiss. “Tommy.”
“Giovanna…” My father’s voice is a warning, but he doesn’t try to stop me. I bet I’d be doing him a favor by getting rid of her. It’s the only reason I can think of not to.
She gestures toward the chair beside her. “May I sit before you riddle with me bullets? There are a few details you’re missing.”
Narrowing my eyes at her, I move closer so that I have a better shot if I need it. Before shooting Antonio, I never fired a gun before, and I’m not confident that I’ll hit this tiny cunt if I’m too far away.
“And those details are?”
“Everything I did was for Tommy.”
My laugh is sharp. “How does fucking every single man in my life protect Tommy?”
My father groans and sits heavily on the couch putting his head in his hands.
“Tommy wanted me with Antonio. To keep tabs on you.”
My heart is beating so loudly I can barely hear what this bitch is saying. Tommy told his assistant to fuck my boyfriend?
