Eight
The World We Knew
Big Italian Tony.
The goon who killed my mother and set off an explosive in my house is in my boyfriend’s study. No, not my boyfriend’s. This room belongs to Luca Ferraro. Not Jake Ferra, the guy I thought I knew—the guy I thought I’d fallen in love with. But Luca Ferraro, the boy my father kidnapped and was planning to kill right before the Ferraro soldiers showed up at our front door.
Pain rips through me like a poison-tipped dagger, and I reel with the new knowledge. None of it had been real. The soul-healing s*x, the date nights, those long hours studying on the couch together, just to stay near. None of it had been real. And my first gut instinct had been completely right. The guy who’d pursued me so hard is a shark I had no business letting through my fron
