Dommy’s POV
When I got back home I didn’t want to talk, if I had spoken I would tell Calla about it and that I didn’t want to to, I had to fix this stupid situation he created I need to meet up with dad to do that.
Mom and dad were in Italy, he is the only one that knows what I can do and he would help me speak to them maybe they could change their mind, I still can’t believe Lance did that, I know he was trying to protect the mafia but I’m his leader. He should have had some kind of trust in me, he should have trusted the fact I can do this and I know what I’m doing.
Calla fell asleep right after dinner, she tried to make conversation with me but I told her I was too stressed up from work, a lie she won’t even believe, she knows me better than I know myself.
“He did what?.” Dad sai
