THE DEVIL'S PREY
CHAPTER TWENTY
The doors to the main mansion open in a slow-mo, and silence falls over the room; a man with grey slowly walks into the room. Everyone's eyes snapped towards the entrance; the maid's faces were pale and terrified. The trainees bowed down nervously.
Godfather walked in, his presence commanding attention and commanding respect. His grey hair was brushed black slightly, revealing his shining forehead and piercing eyes that seemed to bore into the souls of everyone present in the room. His tailored suit was perfectly designed, and a gold ring was shining on his finger, showing the quality of the ring. Everything about him was screaming luxurious, but his eyes were glinting with wickedness.
Behind Antonio were two huge guards standing at attention, their eyes scanning the room with a no-nonsense look.
