Alejandro's POV
"I think it's about time you teach the Vitali dogs some lessons. They think they can mess around our turf and get away with it? Hah! f**k them!"
A slow, lazy smirk shows on my face, throwing my head back and puffing out the smoke of my cigarette.
"Do we have enough evidence that they are connected to them? Your words are nothing but a product of your frail heart, Gustavo. I won't start a war because of that. Don't think I don't know that you're pissed because they touched your toy."
Gustavo, one of my soldiers, lowered his head in a contained anger. He knew his little tantrum wouldn't work on me.
"Still, I don't like dogs thinking they can infest my territory by pissing on it. Member or not, you can teach them a lesson. If they are proven to be part of the Vitali,
