DANTE's POV
I was at the bar with Marco while we drank and watched the men at the far end of the club. I had no idea who they were and they had walked in as soon as club opened and began spending money.
Do not get me wrong, it was fine that they were spending but I needed to know who the f**k they were because strangers meant danger and that was something I could not afford to be in at the moment with what had happened to my brother.
“Do you think they are here for something else?” Marco asked me as he took another sip of the liquid in his glass.
Marco never drank so I could only guess that he was sipping pineapple juice or water. He had stopped drinking when his mother had died and he had been left alone to cater for his younger sister who was off in college at the moment and having a
