Armando took a deep breath, attempting to suppress the rage burning through him. He wasn’t a man to be outwitted, certainly not by someone he had once trusted as a brother. The betrayal was more than personal; it was an insult to his empire, to his authority.
"Did they think running would make them safe?" Armando finally said, his voice devoid of emotion. "Did Jessica believe for one second that this... escape would give her freedom?"
"She left a letter," Antonio interjected, cautiously placing it on the desk reminding Armando of that wretched paper. he wanted to burn it but he was a crazy mad dog and wanted to keep it safe since it was the only thing she left for him.
Armando's gaze flicked to the paper, his heart tightening. But he didn’t reach for it immediately. Instead, he ask
