ADRIAN’S POV
I stood by the window of my penthouse, sipping a glass of fine scotch and gazing out at the city's twinkling lights. After leaving Kira at lunch yesterday I had holed myself up in here, the weight of responsibility settling heavy on my shoulders.
Tonight, I will officially become the Don.
My thoughts drifted to my father, the man who had built our empire on bloodshed and deceit. I spat on his legacy.
That monster had sacrificed everything and everyone for power. Including me.
I remembered the day I was sentenced to prison, taking the fall for one of his deals gone sour, we had a deal. I would take over once I got out; but after the final hearing, as I was being led away. He looked at me like he would never see me again like I wouldn’t make it out.
But I survived.
Inside
