**Under Review**
The world revolves around POWER.
Power brings the money.
Power brings the respect.
Power brings the control.
Power owns the people.
Dario Romano may have escaped death yet again but he is far from the clear. A blood war is on the...
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"Oh wow, what the fuck did I walk into?" I asked still not averting my eyes from the two as they shuffled to adjust themselves. "Bold aren't we Danté?" I questioned.
"My apologies ma'am, I-
"You would've already been dead had it been Dario who walked in on you. I suppose you should thank God for small mercies." I said cutting him off. I didn't care much that he was fucking in the house I could let it slide this one time. I am pleased that he is fucking at all though. Danté is always so reserved. Camilla even questioned whether he was gay once, since he never showed any real interests in women.
I wonder who was the lucky woman until she turned around and I recognized her as one of the dog trainers. You've got to be kidding me.Had it been any other woman I wouldn't care but this is the same bitch I caught Matteo fucking last week and just last night I saw her creeping out of Damién's bedroom like a cockroach.
"I'm so fucking tired of this bitch." I said and shot her right through the head.
"Mrs.Romano?" Danté said taken aback. I heard footsteps from behind and soon all my sons were here with Massimo holding Davina in his arms. Upon assessing the scene he quickly left, not wanting her to see the dead woman on the floor.
"What happened?" Matteo asked.
"I'm not one to judge but she was fucking too many men in this house." I answered him honestly giving him a pointed look. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly just as Dario walked in. I rolled my eyes and left the room.
I haven't been speaking to him since he beat up Matteo two weeks ago and I'm not in a hurry to either. I headed back into our bedroom to grab my bag so I could leave. Just as I was retouching my makeup Dario entered the bathroom.
"Did you have to kill her?"
"I wanted to." I answered honestly.
"For fucking Matteo?"
"Pardon me?"
"You reported to me that you caught her sneaking out of Damién's bedroom but you failed to mention that our son was sleeping with her as well. I'd think that would be your bigger concern since he is under age and she was what? Almost thirty?"
"Dario I told you about Damién because I felt that you had a right to know what your son was doing under our roof. I am in no position to tell him what to do with the thing between his legs so I couldn't care less but if he is going to act like a man in this house then he can at least be more discrete about it."
"Kiara, I need you to try to be..nice to Damién."
"Am I rude to him Dario? Is that what he told you?"
"He has barely told me anything actually. He's been doing nothing but eating, sleeping and fucking anything he sets his eyes on."
