Ruthless Prince (The Mancini Mafia #2)

Chapter 19

Chapter

Nineteen

VINCENT

T he first stop is Dimitri.

Since he’s the one sending assassins after me, Nico and I want to target him to end this.

Ellie and Aurora stay back as Nico and I leave. A few of his guards come with us in a separate car.

“I can’t believe I’m going to kill Dimitri,” I murmur on the car ride over to his mansion. It’s really Igor’s mansion, but Dimitri took over it after Igor died. “You know, he loved kicking the shit out of me when I was a kid. Igor just stood back and let it happen.”

Nico shakes his head. His knuckles around the steering wheel turn white. “I’m so sorry that happened to you, son. If I had known you were alive, I never would’ve stopped looking for you.”

“It’s not your fault I was kidnapped. I don’t blame you. You know, I was happy when Igor died. A huge weight left my shoulders. Now, I can move on. With Ellie. With you and Mom.”

“You’ve said ‘Mom’ twice now, I’ve noticed.”

“It’s getting easier. It’s going to take me a while to call you ‘Dad’ though. Just give me time.”

“You take all the time you need.”

We share a smile, even though it’s tinged with sadness. This is only the start of everything, but I hope we have the rest of our lives to make up for lost time.

We arrive at Dimitri’s home. Seeing it brings back all my memories of being abused here. I won’t feel any sadness about killing Dimitri.

Nico, his two guards, and I sneak up to the side of the mansion. The two guards take the other side to cover more ground.

I find a window that’s unlocked and slip it open then sneak inside. Nico follows.

We enter a hallway. With small steps, we head toward the living room. I poke my head around the corner and see Dimitri, sitting on the couch, sipping a drink.

And across from him is Mr. Moore.

Bastard. What the hell is he doing here?

Doesn’t matter. I’m going to fucking murder him also.

I step into the living room with Nico next to me, both of our guns drawn. There’s a guard in the corner who Nico kills before he can raise his own weapon.

Dimitri and Mr. Moore scramble to a stand. Clearly, they weren’t expecting us. Good.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Dimitri snarls.

“Your brother stole my son,” Nico says. “I’m here to end it.”

“What are you doing here?” I ask Mr. Moore.

“Getting power any way I can,” he explains.

“Not when you’re dead.” I raise my gun and shoot him. Mr. Moore doesn’t stand a chance. He falls back onto the ground, blood gushing from the wound in his chest.

I stand there and smile. Now, Mr. Moore can never get between Ellie and me again.

And then I hear the loud bang of a gunshot followed by a pain in my leg.

“Fuck,” I groan as I fall to the ground.

Dimitri stands there with a gun drawn. “I’m not going to let you two get a happy ending. Not when you”—he turns his gaze onto Nico—“killed my brother.”

Nico tries to shoot at Dimitri, but Dimitri jumps behind the couch and fires off a round. Nico slips his arm under my arms and hauls me up.

“Come on,” he grits out, pushing me behind the wall.

“I can fight.”

“You already got shot, and I’m not going to lose you again.” Nico dives back into the living room and shoots his gun like a madman. My father is throwing himself in the thick of the fray just to save me.

I’ve never had anyone protect me like this before. Igor would have thrown me to the wolves to save himself.

But Nico.

For the first time since meeting him, I truly start to think of him as my father.

Dimitri pokes his head up over the couch, and that’s when Nico strikes. He shoots Dimitri in the head.

And then everything is quiet.

With a groan, Nico stands up and limps over to me.

“Are you hurt?” I ask.

“No. Just getting older. Come on. We need to take care of your leg.”

I grab his arm. “Wait. I just have to say … thank you. Mr. Moore wanted to use me for his own gains. Igor did the same. But you just helped me when you didn’t have to. So, thanks … Dad.”

Nico’s eyes widen for a moment before he throws his arms around me in a hug. It only lasts a brief moment, but it means everything to me. “Come on. Let’s get you fixed up, and then let’s get home.”

Home.

I finally found it after all these years.