Damiano’s POV
“Hello.”
“Hello Damiano, do you remember me…” My eyes widened listening to the sound of the person; I hate the most in the world. "Oh, how silly of me, of course, you must remember me. I was almost your brother-in-law." He said, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. I kept quiet contemplating how the f*ck he was able to call me on my personal number and have the audacity to bring up the past. He has been in hiding for years, now that Grace is in my life. He decides to show himself again trying to disrupt my life. "How is the royalty treating you, Damiano?” I didn’t utter a single word. “Did the cat get your tongue? C'mon, I want to listen to your baritone voice, Damian."
"What are you playing at Vasili?" I sneered with venom in my voice. Marcus' eyes widened as
