**Massimo's Point Of View**
I pounded my fist on the door to villa. The lights were on so I knew someone was awake.
“Open the f*****g door!” I yelled. I was already counting down in my head. If this door isn't open in the next five minutes I'm going through the window, and Enzo's death will be incredibly painful.
I won't be considered a bad parent because I didn't do anything wrong. I have three great kids. I am not the problem here, he is.
And that little s**t needs to be put in his place. Buried alive while he gives me just one reason to keep his sorry ass alive. The door opened, and I saw a frightened Eleanor.
“Good evening-”
“Where is Enzo?”
She flinched, and I shoved her out of the way. I stormed into the house, and the further I went, the more I realize that this place seem
