ADRIAN’S POV
“Did you think I wouldn’t find out? An attack on VPA? What the f**k is wrong with you? Even the f*****g children know we don’t take underground business to the front companies!”
My father’s voice boomed through the speaker, loud enough to make the walls vibrate. God, how I hated his voice… always yelling, always posturing, like sheer volume could make up for the fact that he was a f*****g coward.
After that shitshow of a conversation with Kira, I’d locked myself in my study, hoping to drown my thoughts in a bottle of Irish scotch.
I hate Irish scotch. Tastes like piss and regret. But that’s beside the point.
I hadn’t even gotten past my second glass before one of underboss Romarco’s men started calling. Unfortunately, my sperm donor was behind the call instead.
Now I was
