“What did Sinclair do? Threaten the man for disrespecting his woman? I don’t blame him with the way he disrespects your mama. I don’t let shit like that slide.”“No…Papa told me…that Kyle is the reason he couldn’t be part of my life. Kyle bullied him and used his money to keep him away from us. So d
Evelina's POVAs I traced the path my papa had followed to the bar, I couldn’t help but think about Gabriel’s words. He was right, in a way. I had always believed that my papa loved me and that I was good enough for him, but maybe I had been wrong. Maybe he did resent me for taking Kyle’s side all t
“Unfortunately, groping a woman isn’t a felony. The state of New York categorizes it as a misdemeanour,” Gabriel spat out, letting go of the man. He crumpled to the floor. "What he did, and most likely does to other women, should be punishable by death." Gabriel kicked him in the stomach and the pen
Evelina’s POVThe plea fell from my lips too late. Or maybe it had just been irrelevant what I wanted and Gabe chose to ignore me. I watched in horror as he deftly flicked open the lighter and pressed it against his victim, setting the man’s body aflame.The man screamed in agony as flames licked hi
“But we weren’t a happy family even when you and mama were together,” I whispered. “Just because mama and you didn’t work out, it doesn’t mean you can’t pick up the pieces and find happiness again. She did. You can too Papa.”He shook his head.“Mija…I was supposed to be the star football player. Th
Gabe’s POVThe only reason this pendejo wasn’t dead was because Evelina had called me Gabe. Not Gabriel…not asshole…Gabe. The familiarity with which she said it...it had struck something within me. Something that wanted to please her. And something told me she wouldn’t like it if I killed that assho
Her stunning eyes, unusually dark, gazed at me with the fear of a trapped mouse. Revulsion filled my gut. This was not how it was supposed to be. I walked over to her, opening the remaining buttons of my shirt. My eyes watched the way her breath caught, the way she leaned into me robotically. Her de
The sheets made a soft rustling sound as she shifted her position, turning to face me completely. She placed her cheek on top of her clasped hands, her eyes fixed on mine.“He raised two girls as if they...as if we... were his own. But he was never our biological father. What he did…he did because o