“Evzen.”
Damien called his name with a shaky breath, he was with his Father who seemed uninterested in the whole situation but tagged along so this troublemaker won’t break limits like he did with Esmei and fell into the deepest depth of being ruthless. This beast needs taming, “You shouldn’t have thought this much, Man. Confessing? It’s too much, don’t you think?” he asked nonchalantly, sitting on the couch while guns were placed upon his Parents head. Tears brimmed in his eyes, falling on his knees, not believing the sight, on the verge of crying, “Please don’t do this.” He begged.
“You might be an aristocrat, Damien but don’t forget our position.” Giovanni Brelly told Damien. “You can lose them in a matter of a snap, you know it, don’t you?” Evzen said coming closer, “No, please do
