Alfie – Part One Read Online Cara Dee

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 89145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
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And here came the Spanish. We were off with a solid “Ay, Dios mio,” before she started ranting and speaking with her hands. She came over to me, visibly angry, and eventually switched to Italian.

It was not an improvement.

Although, I did know the meaning of cazzo.

“Ma! You know I don’t understand. English.”

“Do not raise your voice at me!” She raised her voice at me. Shook her fist at me too. “Do you not understand, ragazzo? They’re going to recruit you! This is what they do. They make you feel like family⁠—”

“I am family!” I yelled. Fuck! That burst of anger came out of nowhere and dissipated as quickly as it’d arrived. Shit, shit, fuck. I pinched the bridge of my nose and ignored Ma’s shocked expression.

Goddamn you, West! Mind your fucking business!

She let out an unsteady breath. “You have cousins—who love you, who would never force you to steal and murder.”

I withheld a groan and knew the only way to calm her down was to divulge even more. “Finn isn’t gonna force me to do shit, Ma. For the record, I’ve been working at his company for over three years.” That part was true. Kellan had gotten me employed so that everything looked legit. I’d just never set foot there. “If he was gonna recruit me to do anything, he would’ve done it by now.”

I’d shocked my mom again.

“Your job—the security thing? That’s for Finn? He’s your boss? You already know him?”

“I didn’t say that,” I replied quickly. “I didn’t meet him until this week. I’m just sayin’, I’ve been on their radar for a long time. If they were interested in recruiting to the Sons of Munster, they’d probably start by asking their own employees.”

Ma straightened automatically and folded her arms over her chest again. “So you’re saying that you work for Finnegan O’Shea’s security company, but you never met him until this week, and you are friends with Kellan Ford, and you did not know they were still friends, despite that you grew up watching them in the community?”

Um.

Yeah?

Maybe I needed to learn to bullshit better.

“I don’t know what to tell you.” I shrugged. “It’s not a habit of mine to tell my mates everything. The last thing I wanna do when I meet up with Kellan for a few beers is talk about work.”

“There are evidently many things you’re not in the habit of telling people,” she replied. “I don’t believe you, son. You are lying to me. You’ve lied to West. I don’t buy this story. You’re—” She waved a hand at me, and she was disappointed. “So many times, I have talked to my friends about how fortunate I am. They have children who lie about what they do for a living—and now I see. You are just like those mobsters…?”

I clenched my jaw, and for a chest-tightening moment, I regretted everything. The way she looked at me—I might as well be a stranger.

What the fuck had I done?

“Have you forgotten everything I taught you?” she asked. “All the people we saw when you were little. I would tell you who they were and what they did. I warned you how many of them glorified the Sons of Munster because they happened to look out for our neighborhood. But what about all others? All the money they donate to the church comes from somewhere, you know. Drugs, murders, theft. Can you look me in the eye and promise you will never get involved in their crime organization? Can you promise you are not already involved?”

“We’re about family. We do lie to our loved ones, but there’s no fuckin’ hazing to join. These days, you don’t gotta ice someone in order for us to know you’re with us.”

We do lie to our loved ones…

Finn’s words came back to me, and I couldn’t describe it. A calm washed over me, with resolve and determination.

I was never going to kill anyone. That was the one thing I could promise. But it didn’t matter. I was going to be a Son, and I was going to make sure my parents and everyone else I loved never had to worry about money again. So far, they barely let me pitch in. They had medical bills and whatnot. And one day, they’d be old enough. They wouldn’t be able to continue working, much less resist my assistance—and I could put them in a nice place wherever they wanted. They wanted to retire in Florida? Go for it. They wanted an apartment close to me and the kids? Let’s buy one.

I took a step forward and planted my hands on Ma’s shoulders.

“I’ll admit I’ve kept shit from you, knowing they look bad,” I told her. “But I swear on my life I’m not a Son. I’m interested in getting to know my other family—Finn, Liam…whoever else. Not that piece of shite John. Okay?”


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