James still didn't understand what the fuck Lucian was talking about… because he was early in the game. He still had to experience things, experience the underworld and how it truly worked.
"Are you going to shoot around it or going to say it straight, Lucian? I don't have time for little plays, poets, and bullshit." James said as he pulled all his power together, all his cool, to be able to face him, to look like the James they were talking about, they were whispering about.
"Oh, you know it, don't you, James?" Lucian smiled once again. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. You know your mistake, but you don't want to admit it." Lucian grinned, but this time he noticed that James wasn't pleased. No, there was something in his eyes, though it was just an act, it still seemed… impactful. "I'm talking about your family, James, the Bellinis. You chose quantity, but we're not cartels, we're not in Dennus."
"I have quality men, Lucian."
