Luca's pov
I had a million things on my schedule today; a new firearm shipment to inspect, a meeting with the commissioner of customs and border protection, two more meetings with some allies, a subsidiary club inspection and this is just to list a few.
I was booked and busy for the day but what I was currently doing had no relation to my tight schedule in the least.
I leaned back into the plush leather seat of my Bugatti, watching my stepsister walk out of her sixth business establishment just this morning and from the gloomy look on her face, I could tell she had been rejected once again.
The stubborn airhead had stuck to her word and she hasn't stepped foot in Rico's since she discovered I was the new owner.
This was one of the reasons why I never understood women, they acted r
