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Isabella 126.

Why did everyone believe that they knew what was best for me? Even the man that mysteriously disappeared when I was a child believed that he knew what was best for me. I could not believe the life that I was currently living was real.

“Do not take this the wrong way, I am sure that he is fine young man, but he will only put you in danger,” Emilio said.

“And what do I call you? Safe?” I asked sarcastically. I was not interested in his approval. “I went from foster homes to foster homes, and the only stagnant thing in my life was mom, so skip the whole disapproving father bullshit and tell me what is exactly going on,” I said angrily.

“A hit was put on your head today,” He said in a quiet tone. I went cold from shock. “Do you want to take a guess at who was behind the trigger,” He added.

I was not sure that I wanted to know.

“Vito Moretti,”

This was the third time that I would be targeted by the man that was unfortunate enough to be Damien’s father. Why did he want me dead