ANTONIO.
“What?!” I exclaimed as rage started building up within me.
“Rosalinda and Giovanni almost died because of your reckless action," Roberto accused, glaring at me.
“First of all, that was my men’s doing, and I made sure I punished them. And again, I promised I would help find Carlo’s father, and I was doing just that!” I fired back.
“You promised to help find Carlo’s dad, not murder my daughter!” He countered as he sprinted towards me and tightly jerked my collars.
“Think before you act, Roberto.” I warned, our raging eyes staring daringly at each other.
I allowed the first punch without retaliation because I deserved it. But another punch? I won’t tolerate it.
“So, have you found the father?” He asked, squinting.
“No.” I replied firmly.
His daughter was one smart woman who
