~Vincenzo~
The security men stationed at the Russo mansion gate jumped out of the way as I put pressure on the speed of my latest ride and road into the mansion at the highest speed. With a lot of work to be done, I had not been home in a while. Not that there was much of a home left to return to anyway. I handed my coat to the housekeeper at the door. She was a middle-aged woman who tended to my mansion and my father’s men, she supervised the maids and servants as they worked and was damn good at it too.
“Where’s father?.”
“In the study, Don Russo. He's been waiting.”
“Thanks, Agatha.”
I pushed open the door to my father’s study and met him engaged in a game of chess with a tall, lanky man who looked oddly familiar.
“Checkmate. No one escapes me, boy.” Father said and the lanky
