This wasn't part of the fucking plan. Damian adjusted his suit jacket as he sat in the plush limo next to Alessandro, stealing a glance at him from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but notice the attractive features of the young man sitting beside him. Alessandro's well-groomed brown hair and captivating dark eyes held a charm of their own, though not as piercing as his uncle Anthony's.
Damn, Fazio! He'd kill him once all of this was over. He did his job of getting close to Alessandro, but the kid was too slippery and there was no he'd get close enough to kill him or at least lure him into the trap that Fazio sent, but still he had time, all Damian had to do was wait for the right time to strike.
