“All warfare is based on deception,”
Sun Tzu
Antonio’s POV
I hate that I have to be here. Another thing I hate is my father calling me unexpectedly. Apparently there is an unexpected meeting with someone I detest so much.
I step into the dimly lit, my gut twisting with disgust. The last place I want to be is face-to-face with the Esposito family.
Scanning the place my eyes fell on the man, I've come to despise Marco Esposito, the leader of The Esposito Empire.
He’s seated on one of the couches in the room, a smug expression plastered on his face. His features are chiseled, but twisted by a lifetime of greed and corruption.
Marco's eyes, a piercing blue, seem to bore into me, but I don't flinch. His nose is slightly crooked, which I’m sure he got from fighting, his dark hair is slic
