H A I L E Y
Giovanni's body went rigid.
"Dominic isn't like that," he defended, hissing. "Don't speak about what you don't know about. You don't know the half of the story. So, stay out of it."
I laughed humorlessly. "The Kings are the same. All the men are. Dominic, his father, you. It's not about the family, or the blood, it's just in the blood. That's why you're all the same. That's why I want nothing to do with you or your family. That's why I want to make my son forget he's a King, and make him realize that his life is not defined by his last name, or the empire his family built."
"You've got a lot of nerve talking about us, and our family. But, remember, you were a King, too. You saw him, heard about his reputation, and yet still fell in love with him. What does that make you?"
