I sat around the dining room table, feeling like I was slowly suffocating on the rage that swirled inside of me.
My father, Alessandro, Kenzo and Sota, all sat at the table with me, conversing with eachother.
I opted to stay silent, not really wanting to join in with the pleasantries. I was still pissed off that my father sold me to the damn Mexican Cartel.
So much for a father’s love.
I scoffed out, catching the attention everyone.
I grabbed my glass of red wine and downed it before I grabbed a fresh roll from the basket and shoved it into my mouth.
“You can’t stay mad at us forever, baby sis.” Alessandro mused as he sipped on his glass of bourbon, shooting me a brotherly look.
I glared at him as I swallowed the remnants of the roll in my mouth.
“When is dinner gonna be do
