“Even as a child, I found a way to survive.”
Eartha Kitt.
Antonio’s POV
I gaze at Enzo, kneeling before me, his eyes sunken, his face gaunt from the few hours he spent in the dungeon. Aldo stands beside him, a stern expression etched on his face.
“Enzo,” I begin, my voice firm but controlled. “You shot me. You work for this empire all your lives and you know what you did is an atrocity. Why?”
I know my father already told me the reason but I need to hear from Enzo as well.
Enzo's gaze rises, his eyes blazing with fury, a mix of emotions warring within him.
"You," he spits, his voice trembling with rage. “You and your father... ruined me and I’ll make sure I do the same to you.”
I lean back in my chair, intrigued by the depth of his anger. A part of me understands his anger.
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