"Eric is back. But seeing him or his useless mother and sister would never be enough to cool my heart," Anthony spoke.
His Personal assistant, stood beside him, listening.
"I want that girl. I want her now!" His clenched fist hit the table with so much force that his assistant almost jumped in fear.
"What are you planning?" Francis pushed the door and joined them.
"How to kill that whore. Do you have a problem with that?"
"No! never! The only problem I'll have is my nephew getting
harmed."
"Daven is useless!" Anthony barked.
"He is the smartest and most strategic amongst us. You can't deny it!"
"Nevertheless, he's weak! look what a woman is making him do! And she's not even his woman!" Anthony yelled.
"Don't hurt him!" Francis slammed the table.
