VINCENZO'S POV
I thought back to the old memories I shared with my cousin, Louis de Luca - they were almost all negative, but there was definitely a time when we were once close. Things turned out horribly and the good days we spent together were long forgotten.
He was holding me at gunpoint, a small smile playing on his lips. I know for a fact that he would pull the trigger without thinking twice, and I could do nothing to stop him.
I clenched my jaw as he mentioned my brother for the third time.
He was not related to me by blood, but that didn't matter, in fact, it made us closer. We were more like buddies, but everything ended the moment this bastard in front of me, who I was introduced to as 'cousin' made him beg on his knees for his life.
He was a disgrace in the family ever sinc
