*Unknown POV*
“So, did Blanco agree or what?” I asked Ventura, making him sigh.
“Of course, he did.” He replied, taking a puff of his cigar.
“Good. With her out of the way—”
“You know Mattias only agreed because we promised not to touch her.” He told me, making me tighten the hold around my glass of whiskey.
“I know what we agreed. I’m not concerned about her. Unless she wants to fight me for her dad’s empire. Then I will have to get rid of my dear sister.” I said, chugging the contents of my drink before slamming it on my desk.
“My nephew said he would take her away, so you won’t have to worry about getting rid of her.” He continued, making me roll my eyes.
“Sure, sure.” I told him before standing up. “The other capos agreed to go to the casino to close the deal?” I asked him,
