Jayden's POV
Is Don Donovan in my house?
Lucas's face is as hard as a rock.
Something is wrong... Something has to be wrong. How did he find out about the feud between Kelvin and me? Or did Kelvin go crying like a baby?
The door opens and moi Padre's short figure is seen at the entrance, his protruding stomach almost lifts up the tight-fitting white polo above the belt level. He had a cigar in his hand that he occasionally puffs as he walks in.
"Get the f**k out," even though low, his voice is resounding enough to cause Lucas to hastily walk out of sight. Just the both of us in the room, Moi Padre is standing in front of me, his cane in hand. We maintain an awkward silence that a pin would be heard if it falls down.
"Padre..."
He smacks the remaining word off my mouth with his
