Chapter 33
Stefano
The room was silent, except for the occasional tick tock of the grandfather wall clock on the wall. It was past midnight and my eyes were weary. I was tired from the journey. I needed to sleep but I couldn't. At least not yet, not until I cleaned everything on my table. I had business deals I had to finish up. Not to mention the tributes.
It was the time of the year when all of the adversaries who walked closely with the Niccolos paid their dues. Some of these relationships are a century old yet the family has managed to keep it going. The relationship had kept us strong and allowed us to ascertain power for a long time and I wasn't about to let it fall in my own time.
Marcus stood beside me, gallantly as ever and providing information and explanation about the one
