My brows furrowed more as Mason’s words sank in. None of this made sense. I couldn’t understand what was happening.

"Don’t fall in love with your killer," Mason said, turning my world upside down. "Try telling him that you’re my real sibling, not Evangeline. I doubt he’ll let you live the second he finds out."

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"Mafia,” Mason answered in a low tone. "All our businesses are just a front. The company wasn’t the real reason we’re rich. It’s ...