chapter nineteen.

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
I inhale the smell of Los Angeles, thank fuck. For almost eight months of being in Boston, becoming the temporary Capo of that fucked up place. I sighed and rolled my sleeves. This'll be a long ride home. 
"Get in, I wanna get back to Ellie before that Quinton does anything with her." Atlas, who looked older than before opened my door. I raised a brow. 
"You wanted him to protect her, and it's been eight months." I said, getting inside our car we left for eight fucking months in the parking lot. A few people knew where we were, some had to pretend to be me to keep anyone from trying to take my crown.
Atlas slammed the door shut, I winced and shook my head. He has been like this since we got off our private plane. Eight months of being away from Los Angeles made me fucking homesick. It was suffocating. Made me want to choke on my blood. 
Hell, I thought they were going to kill us, but wow... I wasn't aware that the Boston family was bankrupt and their family was some fucked up incest relationship. I still shiver when I think about it. So disgusting, I swear. 
Atlas got inside, muttering a few words. I glanced at him, annoyed. 
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing, I'm just annoyed." 
I buckled up, waiting for him to drive. 
"About Quinton?" I scoffed, "You know how fucked up that boy is but you still gave him the go sign." 
There's been shit going on with Quinton and Atlas, and it's all about Ellie. Poor her. She doesn't know how much Quinton is willing to do anything just for her, but if we were talking about being the good guy, I'd vote for Atlas all the way. 
"And Valerio?" 
I glanced at Atlas, my heart hammering through my chest. I trust Valerio with all my heart, hell, I trust him with my life. I trust all three, except for Quinton. But will he break that trust? Atlas drove away from the airport. 
I looked outside, breathing heavily. 
It's been eight months, and I can't think straight through all those months. God, all the papers, the money, the people, no one knew what to do. Luckily, the youngest child, who turned eighteen last week decided to step up and take what's supposed to be his: the thrown. 
Raegan DeLuca will be a good Capo, he's been awake and moving since he became one. I grinned, knowing that I gave him a chance to learn from me. Knowing that he's the last DeLuca, he would need an heir, and the DeLuca's would be back again. It was shocking how fast he decided to eliminate his whole family, especially the ones who has been in a relationship with the same blood as his. 
Raegan was the only one who was disgusted by the idea of having sex with someone that was the same blood as his. Hell, I was too. Fuck, imagine being in a relationship with your cousin?