Luca's pov
“We rounded up eight of them, had we been a second late they'd have torched up the f*****g place.” Dominic, my consigliere and closest friend relayed to me, his expression pissed.
The Russians had just tried to f uck with my biggest drug warehouse. A business responsible for eighty percent of the syndicate’s income. An explosive left my lips and I tried to reign in my anger.
A cold laugh rumbled in my chest. The f uckers had really tried to sneak me. A move I found beneath them. Not like I would have preferred it but a murder attempt on my father or me would have been a more honorable thing to do. I was disappointed to say the least.
I turned to my consigliere and the slow smirk on his lips told me he recognised what he saw on my face. I was in the mood for retribution. A
