“Sister nonetheless. And we are not putting the sins of our parents on her. It’s not her fault we share a mother who lied to all of us,” I say. “Also, how are we supposed to protect her if we don’t know her?”

“Assign some guys to her tail?” Marcel suggests, knowing full well I did that before we even left that meetup.

“We are going to welcome Esther into our family, and I don’t want to hear another word about her only being our half-sister, especially in front of Vin.” I point at my brother.

“Right.” Marcel nods his head.

Just when I think our father couldn’t get any fucking lower, or mess with us anymore, he continues to surprise me. Even from the fucking grave. He had Vin believing that he wasn’t a De Bellis all this fucking time.

“Uncle G, Uncle G.” Luciano runs up to me, Gabe and Daisy trailing behind him.

“Hey, little man. How the fuck have you grown an inch since last weekend?” I ask as I scoop him up into my arms.

“Language.” Daisy glares at me.

“I have a nonna,” Luciano proclaims. “And a new auntie.”

“Do you now?” I look to Gabe, who just shrugs in response. I have no intention of allowing my son to know Mary as a grandmother, but I’m not going to tell my brother how to parent. “How about we head into the games room until everyone gets here? Auntie Ellie will be down with Aurelio any minute now,” I tell Luciano.

“Okay.” He nods his head, and the moment I put him down, he’s running through the house.

The door opens and Vin and Cammi walk in holding hands. “Party in the foyer?” Vin asks.

I shake my head. “Nope. Just thought I’d wait to see your pretty face, little bro.” I wrap an arm around his shoulder and lead him towards the games room.

“Cammi, you look beautiful as always. Glowing even,” Marcel says, and Cammi stops in her tracks. Which makes Vin stop too.

“You told them?”

“I didn’t tell them shit,” Vin grumbles. “They don’t know anything.”

“Okay.” Cammi sighs. “Fine. We’re pregnant.”

“What?” This comes from Ellie, who starts rushing down the stairs. “You’re pregnant?”

“Oh my god,” Zoe adds. And Daisy just squeals, wrapping her arms around Cammi.

“Whoa, get off her.” Vin pulls Cammi back.

“She’s pregnant, not fragile.” Daisy rolls her eyes.

“How are you feeling?” Ellie asks.

“I’m good, just a little nauseous from time to time,” Cammi tells her.

A knock at the door has us all turning in that direction. “Guess the guest of honour is here,” I announce to the room.

“I’ll get it.” Ellie hands Aurelio to me. Walks over to the door and opens it. “Hi, welcome. I’m Ellie. Come on in,” she says.