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knew I could. And then I’d have the satisfaction of doing what no man could. I’d clear my brother’s debt without paying a single penny, and without bloodshed. Well, I’m sure some blood would be shed…in the most delicious way possible.
    A knock sounded at my door, pulling me from my thoughts. I cleared the devious smile from my face and answered, “Come in.”
    The door opened and in walked my father. The man I always remembered being large, strong, powerful with his dark hair slicked back and squared posture, had begun to show signs of his aging. Of his wear and tear. Of the years in the life we lived. His shoulders hunched forward slightly, showing his fear, and his eyes that were always so hard and stern were soft and worried. Lines stretched out on his caramel-colored face, indicating that his age had not stopped, but continued to move forward with the rest of us. This had been the first time I really noticed that my father was not invincible. My sacrifice was not only for my brother, but for my father as well.
    “What is it, Daddy?” I asked, sounding sincere and innocent-like, exactly how he viewed me.
    “I was just checking on you. Seeing if there was anything you needed before leaving. And to say goodbye. I didn’t want you to leave without saying goodbye.”
    I zipped up my bag and walked to him. With a kiss on his cheek, I said, “No, Daddy, I wouldn’t leave without saying bye.” I squeezed my arms around his thick neck and then pulled away, looking him right in the eye—eyes that mirrored mine. “It’s only for a week. And I’ll be fine. Nothing will happen to me at the shore house. And don’t worry too much about Matty. He’ll be fine as well. I feel confident that his debt will be paid. Just keep him out of trouble and we’ll be fine.”
    His lips pressed together in a tight line as he attempted to force a smile. “The driver is out front waiting for you. I don’t want your car there. I don’t want anyone knowing where you’re at. He’ll drop you off and then you’ll lock yourself inside until further notice from me.”
    More demands by more men. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was tired of hearing the men in my life tell me what I had to do, but it would make my victory that much sweeter. I smiled and nodded, giving him one last kiss on the cheek before grabbing my bag and heading out.
    This was it.
    This was the interlude into my greatest act yet.
    I climbed into the waiting car and sat back, preparing myself for what would come next. Steeling myself for the sacrifices I’d make. And before I knew it, a smile had stretched long and wide on my face.
    “We’re here, ma’am. Would you like help inside?” the driver asked as we pulled up to the shore house—my “safe haven” for the next week.
    “No, that’s quite all right. I only have the one bag.” I stepped out from the car, watched the man close the door and climb back in behind the steering wheel. I knew he’d wait until I was safely inside, so I opened the door and watched through the window until he was gone.
    As soon as his taillights were no longer visible, I walked back out the door and locked it behind me. Pulling my phone from my purse, I called the cab company and waited for their arrival, blood pumping in my ears the entire time.
    But nothing compared to the feeling of my heart ricocheting off my ribcage as the cab pulled into River Walk—a thriving city within a city on the banks of the San Antonia River. My jaw dropped in awe at the knowledge of the Giannottis owning an entire condo, right on the fucking river. We drove into the underground garage of the condominium and my breath caught in my chest. Scarface had said “fuck house.” This was a fuck palace. And the knowledge that I’d be his fuck Cinderella had my body zinging with an excitement tainted with fear.
    You see…Cinderella might have been the maid, but she outsmarted everyone in the entire story. You think that bitch accidentally left her