DOMINIC
One. Two. Three.
With every passing second I held my breath, my pulse accelerated.
No, no, no.
And the car blew up.
For the first f*****g time in my life, I was numb. So was my brother. The King of the jungle was brought down on his knees.
My invincible brother was bested.
Viktor was the King and I was his second-in-command. But most importantly, he was my brother—my blood. And when I saw him break, I did exactly what I could have done at that moment.
The moment the iPad fell from his hand, I knew I had to take charge. I had to prove the Romano blood running in my veins. ‘Always for the family, son’. And that fraction of a second changed everything.
For me. For Viktor. For us.
Adrenaline kicked in as I grabbed Viktor’s collar with one hand, dragging him behind the car whi
