Luca's POV:
"How did it go?"
I gave a curt bow and raised my eyes to meet my father's. The real Don. Abrasha Federico. His gray eyes bore into mine, his face weathered by age and the hardships of leading the Federico family for more than four decades. A man I respected with all that I was. A man I would lay my life down for without hesitation.
"It went well, father." I said politely. The air thumped with the music from downstairs. "I have secured the deal with Spencer. From today henceforth, all our medical emergencies will be handled by him."
"Is that so?" A soft sultry voice said. "Mia bambino, look at you, all grown up, tough. And ignoring me as always."
I exhaled through my nose in annoyance and turned to face the speaker. A slender woman curled up at my father's side. Her long bl
