Ethan's Pov
"You killed your brother," my mother said. Her words were like a knife, twisting in my heart. Maybe she was right. I didn't pull the trigger, but maybe I did kill him.
I was always jealous of Lawrence. He got everything. Most of all, he had my parents' love. To them, he was the one who would give them grandchildren. He was going to be the boss of the American Mafia. I was just Ethan, the forgotten son, the one who always messed up. I was always second to my brother. I hated him...but l tolerated him.
I valued him and I thought he valued me but time and again he humiliated me in front of his counsel.
He wasn’t a good man, but neither are any of us. you're not born into this life to be good and not everything around here is either black or white.
I hated how he treated his w
