Anthony Caruso
I never planned for Cassandra to find out that way and Dante ended up ruining everything. She's locked herself in the room for over three hours, God only knows what she's doing in there. I stepped out of the house, putting two security details to watch guard. I drove off to my father's private villa, entered into his mansion and met him drinking wine in the living room. I was still pissed off that he could lie to my face all these years about my mother, but right now Cassandra is the priority.
"Dad," I said, drawing his attention, he turned, briefly looking at me.
"Son,"
I sat down on the sofa chair, looking directly at him. "There's an issue currently and I don't know what to do," I said, looking at him keenly.
"What is it?" He asked, sipping his wine.
"I…" he interjected me before I could finish what I was saying.
