Sophia POV
“Old man Ricci is dead, huh?” Dante whistled through his teeth. Sophia leaned over and punched him in the arm.
“Don’t be insensitive, Alessandro might hear you,” Sophia whispered with a frown on her face, gesturing towards the trunk.
“Oh, right, can’t forget about Alessandro,” Dante said. Suddenly, his face lit up, the corner of his mouth lifting up in an evil smirk, before he started roughly swerving the car from left to right.
“Dante!” Sophia yelled. God, these guys were worse than children. “Stop it! Or you’re pulling over and I’m driving,”
“Yes, ma’am,” Dante said with a chuckle.
It didn’t take them much longer to arrive at their destination after that.
“Is this it?” Dante asked, as he stopped at a large iron gate. Sophia immediately noticed the armed guards on each
