Damon
Alejandro whistled as he got out of the car, pulling down his sunglasses, he studied the address sent to us by David, the guy who desperately wants to win the bounty placed on Dominic and his beloved son. Camilla often referred to him as Nicklaus, but uttering his name sounds so abominable and offensive to my ears.
Alejandro brought my phone closer to his face, his brows furrowing together. "Are you sure that fucker gave you the right address?" I rolled my eyes "I mean look at his building," he justified "are you trying to tell me that a young man who owns an island is in a place...like this? Oh come on, that's ridiculous!"
"It's called lying low Alejandro, ever heard of that?" pulling my sunglasses back in place, I assessed the old building before me. "Do I need to remind you tha
