James
“I am going to kill him, “ Elio tells me. He sounds serious. “I am going to kill that fucker who is after Maria. “
“He is not ‘after her’, “ I say, smoking casually, “She belongs to him from now on. The deal is almost closed. “
I’ve become impossibly great at pretending to be my father’s son. It also still makes me sick.
Elio’s eyes turn into the bright colour of his wolf.
“I won’t leave things like this!” he gets up. Elio knows there’s no point in trying to intimidate me because it won’t work. But he can try speaking. He only doesn’t know I don’t care. To me - and maybe not just to me Elio is one of those guys who don’t have a clear idea of who they actually are. Elio thinks he is the rightful heir of everything that comes with being born in a privileged family. While in fac
