Antonio
I stood on the balcony, my eyes fixed unseeing on the hills and valleys around as I smoked on a cigar while a bottle of scotch rested on the small table behind me. I hadn't opened it, preferring cigar, as my mind was still on what Ephraim had told me. I had asked him to reiterate every single detail he had seen and knowing to completely obey me, he had given me all the minute details. And the picture it had painted in my mind still made me fûcking insane to go on a killing spree. I had told my men to stand there and watch it as I executed punishment and lessons for others. What would happen if someone touched what’s mine, and Erica was most definitely mine. I decided it earlier when I had an impromptu and unwanted meeting with Nikolai.
Ephraim’s little crush on her didn't bother
