"So, what did you want to see me for?" Alessander asked, tossing his casual glance at Matteo.
Matteo cleared his throat before speaking, "You should have realized by now that I am your father. Although I can't seem to recall what happened that night with Ks-" before he could utter her name, Alessander sent him a harsh glare.
"With your mother." He sharply corrected. "But," he regained his composure, straightening his back. "You will come live with me and the rest of your siblings. You'll join the family business properly and become the heir to Serpiente."
Alessander scowled at him, "I don't have a father. Where you dump your sperm is none of my concern."
"None of your..." Matteo's tone went high with stun, "I'll have you know that I'm doing you a favor by taking you in. Do you think the Russians genuinely want you? You're only a half blood, and maternally too. You think it's easy to become the Russian heir?" He snapped at his son.
