Chapter 10: A Twisted Game
(Alessandro's POV)
I stepped out of the Long Island estate, my face dark with barely contained rage. The afternoon sun did nothing to improve my mood as I stalked toward my waiting car.
Tony quickly approached, cigarette and lighter in hand. He offered both without a word, understanding my need for nicotine after dealing with my father.
I took a long drag, letting the smoke fill my lungs before exhaling slowly. "We're going to pin Thomas Blackwood's death on Sophia Reed."
Tony's eyebrows shot up. "Sir?"
"You heard me." I flicked ash onto the immaculate driveway, a small act of rebellion against my father's perfect world. "It's what the old man wants."
"But she didn't kill Blackwood," Tony said carefully.
I shot him a cold look. "Does it matter? Sh
