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It was Angelo’s. He carried the assassin’s knife everywhere with him, even Luis Caddel couldn’t make him leave it behind.
He pulled away from the kiss reluctantly, Angelo’s wide, trusting eyes staring up at him, salty tears tracking through tangy blood.
"I said kill, not fucking kiss, you fucking whore." Luis Caddel’s enraged voice came from behind them.
Nikolai just tuned him out, cupping Angelo’s face with his injured hand, unconsciously smearing more blood. "You know what to do, Angelo, you know how to save your mom, you always have."
Angelo glanced down at the two completely different weapons in his hands. It was the truth... he always knew. He always knew, even from when he was a child watching his mom protect him from blows meant for him. He always knew, even when his dad came back to his mom’s dead body and just kicked it over. He always knew, even when he had mustered up the courage to run away like he always thought his mom should have done.
But he had met Silvia out of sheer luck, and her choosing to keep him had been nothing short of a miracle. Anyone else and his dad would have found him right away and killed them all, his mom always knew that.
He looked up at Nikolai again, and for a moment, the fog cleared up, and with the new information he had learned, he was more than upset.
He held up the combat knife to the Mafia King’s neck, nicking the tan skin, "And you have a lot of explaining to do, wait right here for me."
Nikolai’s smile was saccharine sweet and completely sappy, despite the bright red blood staining his collar, but he didn’t stay back, calmly walking behind Angelo, not because he didn’t trust the Omega, but because he didn’t trust Luis Caddel.