ROBERTO
The ride was quiet, extremely quiet. I looked at Landon who seemed lost in thoughts.
"They killed my father." His words rang through my head. f**k. I hate everything.
I remember when Landon and I were kids, 19th August. The date still lingers in my head when his nanny broke the news of his father's death to everyone.
Landon's father was a guard before he resigned and became a rich man living on his own, but he remained loyal to my family and visited every time.
I first met Landon when I was 8 and he was 6. At such a young age he was so brave, annoying, and daring.
(Flashback)
"You aren't fit to be the Alpha, mother boy." He grumbled when I ran to my mother hiding behind her back.
"Landon, that's enough." His father scolded him.
"What? He's such a mommy boy."
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