Victor’s POV
“Boss… the goods you wanted to use to surprise your bride… they’ve been stolen.”
For a second, I think I heard wrong.
“…What?” My voice drops, low and dangerous. “How?”
Pedro shifts uneasily, avoiding my eyes. “I don’t know, boss. No one knows about those goods apart from you, me, and the boys who helped with the offloading.”
My jaw tightens. Slowly, I rise from my seat, the leather creaking beneath me. “Then tell me, Pedro… who do you think stole my goods?”
“I… I can’t say, boss. But it looks like the work of one of our rivals.”
A cold laugh escapes me, but there’s no humor in it.
“How dare they trespass into my territory… and steal from me?” I mutter, more to myself than anyone else. My hands clench into fists at my sides.
Pedro hesitates, then speaks agai
