Standing in his office with his hands jammed deep into his pockets Furio Matrone stared down at the city below.
He’d been with his father in Italy when Ercole died, torn between leaving his father’s bedside where he battled cancer in Rome or flying back to pay respects to his biological father. The day Ercole died, his adoptive father demanded he stay and take care of him and to not tell his wife yet of Ercole’s passing. Severino was worried his wife would be as torn as he was over loyalties.
In the end, Furio’s adoptive father took a turn for the worse the day after Ercole passed away and he was forced to stay with his mother and youngest sister while they watched their beloved father wither to nothing over the next few weeks.
“Sir,” his personal assistant cleared her throat. “Your mot
