Walking into the cold office, bloodshed was the only thing on my mind.
Murdering Massimo was one thing I'd always wanted to do but him trying to touch my wife intensified that urge.
The room was already filled with some of my men, Tomas leaning against the edge of the desk with his usual calm face, Dario flipping through a file. A few others stood at attention. All eyes turned to me when I entered, and silence blanketed the room like smoke. They could feel the storm I was carrying inside.
"He really tried to kill Mira?" Tomas asked in disbelief, breaking the tense silence that enveloped the room since I walked in.
My lips fell into a grim line at the reminder. "The bastard did. And I'm not going to let him get away with it."
I'd be damned before I let someone who tried to hurt Mira go scot free.
"Updates," I barked, shrugging out of my jacket and tossing it across the chair.
