Luna's POV
"So, there was a man who worked for the Phoenix Mafia dynasty for over ten years," Joel began. "He was loyal and did everything they asked him to do. He was literally Don Roy Phoenix's right-hand man."
I listened intently, wondering why he was telling me all this.
"But one day, he saw something he wasn't supposed to see," Joel continued. "And for that, he paid the price."
"He was... killed?" I asked, already dreading his reply.
"He was," Joel nodded with a dark smile. "He was tortured to death."
"Who... was the man to you?"
Joel didn't reply immediately. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions before looking at me. "He was my father."
"Dominick's father killed your dad," I muttered slowly. "I don't know what to say..."
"This was the main reason I joined their rivals, the Black Mamba," he sighed. "I wanted to gain enough power to strike back."
