Chapter 5
At that moment, all of the Family’s senior Capos, Regimes, and Lewis’s inner circle were in the middle of a
crucial meeting.
My sudden, uninvited arrival was a profound breach of protocol.
The hardened men around the table frowned, their faces etched with annoyance and open contempt.
After all, in their eyes, I was just “that new girl,” a nobody.
Even Victoria, standing at the head of the table beside Lewis’s chair, didn’t recognize me.
No one in the Corleone family knew what the real Signora Corleone looked like.
Not even his precious Consigliere.
Only Lewis looked genuinely shocked to see me.
But he said nothing.
The first to speak was Victoria, who was leading the meeting.
Head held high, her elegant features were a mask of cold disdain and impatience.
“What is so important that you interrupt a council of Capos?” Her voice could have cut glass.
I didn’t hold back. “Victoria, are you denying me my completion certificate just because I called you the Don’s goomah?”
A ripple of muttered surprise went around the table as all eyes snapped toward Victoria.
Her expression tightened, a flicker of shock in her eyes before they narrowed into slits.
Clearly, she hadn’t expected a lowly probationary member to have the audacity to confront her like this, here, in the heart of their power.
She recovered quickly, her voice dripping with icy condescension. “Since you already seem to know the answer, why bother asking?”
She didn’t deny it.
There was no point.
The rumor was a poison she couldn’t contain.
To reassert her authority, someone had to be made an example of.
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And she had chosen me.
I met her gaze, unblinking, and raised my voice, addressing the whole room.
“Victoria, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have called you a goomah.”
Her brow furrowed slightly in confusion, but she kept her arms crossed, standing her ground.
“It’s far too late for apologies now,” she sneered.
I turned my gaze to Lewis.
His face had darkened into a thunderous scowl. He looked profoundly annoyed, as if I were the one causing a scene, disrespecting his house.
But what right did he have? He was the one who had dragged his honor through the mud.
I let out a cold sneer. “Too late? No. It’s not. I can correct my mistake right now.”
I reached for the heavy oak door behind me and flung it wide open, ensuring everyone in the outer hall could
hear.
Then I raised my voice to a shout, letting it ring through the chambers.
“Victoria is NOT his goomah!”
I paused, letting the confusion settle for a split second before delivering the final blow, my voice dropping into a register of pure, cold authority.
“Because in this Family, the man’s mistress should know better than to disrespect his wife. She’s just a woman he’s fucking. Nothing more.”
My words landed like a grenade in the silent room.
Victoria’s face turned a ghastly white, then flooded with humiliated crimson, then paled again.
The men around the table began to shift, their eyes widening as they finally pieced together who I was.
Victoria did, too. The realization dawned in her horrified eyes.
All heads swiveled to Lewis.
He was livid. Beyond livid. The veins in his neck stood out. We had been together for four years, and this was the first time I had ever seen the mask of the cool, calculating Don completely shatter.
“HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND?!”
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As if I had.
I had wanted to be dignified, to leave quietly.
But they had made that impossible.
“I only have one request,” I said, my voice steady as stone amidst the chaos. “Give me my completion
certificate.”
Lewis’s chest heaved as he struggled to control his rage. He gritted his teeth, his first instinct to protect
Victoria, even now.
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