Chapter 42_Beaten

"Fetch me Xavier. I mean now!" Albertrosso yelled into the phone in his hand and hung up in rage.

He has entrusted his son with a task for the first time and is hoping he will see this as an opportunity to prove himself as worthy of wielding the sit of leadership of the Malgavio clan after him.

Xavier has done nothing impressive for three whole days.

"Damn it!" He pounded a fist on the chair arm angrily and rubbed a finger on his creased forehead in a circling motion, his eyes closed.

Minutes later, Xavier came rushing in, adjusting his tie "Sorry father, I am late" he uttered breathlessly.

Xavier knows how much the mafia lord keeps tag of time when he ask to see someone.

From his calculation, he is five minutes late and he knew he will be punished for that.

Albertrosso groaned under his breath. He held his bucket hat, staring daggers at Xavier, removing it and placing it on the porcelain table before him, he stood up without a single word.

Xavier is beside himself with fear, Albertro