#Chapter 265 – The Offer

I ignore her jibe, keeping my face straight. Ivan leans against the wall next to me, taking a deep breath. “Fine,” my mom says, sighing and studying her nails. “You’re here, Fay, because you’re in a unique position to give me what I want. And I am in a unique position to take away what you love.” My stomach twists again with anxiety, and I flinch a little as it turns into a very real, physical pain. My body contracts low on my abdomen and I clench my jaw, willing myself not to touch my stomach. These pains… God, fuck, if I go into labor right now…I will never forgive this little baby. But I straighten my shoulders, ignoring it. My mother moves on, either not noticing or not caring. “What I want,” she continues, her eyes locked on mine, “above all things in the world – the reason I left you with David Thompson to pursue my work – is to have the mafia wiped off the face of the planet. I want all the dons locked away. I want all of their systems dismantled.” “Why?” I demand, my voic