What the f**k just happened? How the hell does someone rip off another man’s head with his bare hands like it’s nothing? Something isn’t adding up. This isn't real. First, the blue flames, now this? And earlier, I swear Alessio’s eyes flashed red for a second.
Who the f**k are these people?
Or am I losing my goddamn mind?
Dante barely spares the decapitated head a glance as he tosses it onto the floor, blood splattering onto his shoes. “Clean this up. Find out where this bastard came from.”
His men nod without hesitation, like this is normal. Like they’ve done this a hundred times before.
Andre and another man rush over. The second guy…who I assume is the restaurant owner…freezes when he sees all the blood. His face drains of color as he swallows hard before dropping to his knees in f
