Chapter 10

Damian’s POV

The sight of my father as he stood outside his car with his walking stick disgusted me and for a moment I’d wanted to sprint over there and just snap his neck. It was horrible but for years I’d wanted my father dead and not just that, I longed for the satisfaction of being the one to do it.

“Why are you here?” I asked, “this is my territory and you have no right being here. Let him go.” I ordered, finishing my statement as I turned to leave but the sound of his roaring laughter stopped me.

“Oh Damian, you never cease to amaze me,” He started as he walked over to me, I looked at his leg and the state of it gave me a sense of satisfaction. I’d done that to him.

“Just a few years on your own and you think you know how to run a Mafia now?” He asked, coming to a halt in front of me.

“Well thankfully, it runs in the blood. I have nothing to say to you and I have no idea why you’re disrupting my men but that package is mine and it should get to my warehouse if you don’t want a p