Killian:
“I told you not to f*****g trust a Bernardi, but no, my son goes on ahead and falls in love with the ONE f*****g HEIR…”
“Maria, ENOUGH!” Dad yelled, stopping mom as both entered my office. Both Vladimir and I frowned in confusion as we looked at the two of them, and mom threw what looked like a newspaper at me. I frowned at the fact that whatever she was showing me would be in a newspaper to begin with, but nevertheless, I looked down at the article, reading through.
“Your little Luna, the f*****g b***h that you marked and chose to bring between us is going to be getting married to Elton Bernardi.” She said, just as I reached the article that said it. I frowned, not responding, as I read the news three times, trying to allow myself to digest what was written.
“That is impossi
