" You intentionally started a war to settle old scores? Che cazzo hai fatto?" Damien asked, rubbing his forehead in frustration and Leo cocked a brow, giving his cousin a knowing look. " The Kanes are so screwed."
" I see your little promotion has given you some guts to speak to me the way you please." Leo chuckled coldly at the situation. A butterfly thinks of himself as a bird.
Leo threw one last glance at Lazzerro. " Someone had to end his life. It would have either been me, the other people he had offended, or one of his power-hungry sons."
If the Kanes were snakes, then the Dantes were power-starved devils that were capable of swallowing up their own kind just to be on top.
Lazzerro was no saint, he deserved what he got, but his sons were even worse.
The hatred and jealousy amongst his sons started all because their father dearest refused to step down when his time was due.
