30. Giovanni

Frankie sighs. “Well, now that the biggest issue is out of the way, we need to talk about the women arriving this fucking weekend.”

I want to laugh out loud because my little brother makes it seem like getting married is the worst possible thing that could ever happen to him. Then again, he’s a womanizer, so maybe it is the worst possible thing that could ever happen to him.

“Why the fuck does the prospect of getting married freak you out so much? Nikki Baranova is gorgeous-”

“Gorgeous, yes. My type, fuck no,” he says, pouring himself another glass. “You know what I like and to be fucking honest, Julia would have been a better option.”

I roll my eyes. “You and Julia would have killed each other on your wedding night, the woman is a lioness-”

“I would have tamed her,” he interjects with a cocky grin, and I almost punch the fucker. “What the fuck am I supposed to do with a woman who doesn’t even speak half the time?!”

Pinching the bridge of my nose so as not to lose my temper, because