Chapter 89 All But The Truth

• “I want you back home, Gianna. It’s where you belong, not here in a strange mafia with another mafia Don and you have our son as well, I couldn’t just sit back and watch him grow somewhere else. The thought of that happening didn’t sit right with me one bit.” I explained, drumming my fingers softly against the protective glass as I stared at Gianna.
• “Have you stopped to wonder if he’s your son or have you made yourself believe he’s yours because we were once involved?” Gianna asked.
• I knew she was trying to throw me off balance. I’d been expecting this.