“Without faith we are not fit to desire mercy.”
Stephen Charnock.
Antonio’s POV
I step into the club, the gloomy light and soft music a welcome respite from the chaos outside. I see Aldo is doing a great job with the way the club is heavily guarded. The club is in full swing since it's the weekend already.
Aldo, approaches.
“Welcome boss,” he smiled and I gave a nod as we walked to my office together. Aldo is my friend but he knows how to separate friendship from business. He is my right hand and I would say I trust him to some extent.
He knows when to acknowledge me as the boss and when to acknowledge me as his friend.
“Boss, how are you feeling now? He asked as we entered the office.
“I feel way better as you can see,” I reply, settling into my chair, flexing the arm I was shot a
