(NFTMB)Chapter 61
Alessandro
(His Fifteenth)
I had always known who I was and what I was meant for.
So much more than regular.
I knew what I signified in my family and in society in general.
Nicholas Rossi, my father would always tell me that as the firstborn child and firstborn son, that I was invincible, untouchable and indestructible.
He made me believe that I was a god.
He drilled it into my head that I was the price. Besides, I was what he prayed for in a child even though I ultimately sent him to his early grave.
He told me countless times that the world was just beneath my feet and that being born into his family wasn't only a wake up call to the numerous responsibilities placed upon my shoulders since birth, he made me see it as a gift.
I was on top of the world.
