Chapter 112

Dee's POV

After pacing to and fro I decided to meet my father. I became enraged when I remembered how I begged him to allow me stay in Italy. He hated me and I was very sure of it, I didn't understand how possible it was for a father to hate his son.

I began to throw things around breaking my favorite flower vase in the process. I flung my phone as my door flew open with one of my guards running inside the room.

"Calm down boss," He said trying to hold me down with others running inside as well.

"Get out, all of you," I yelled.

But no one listened as they kept arranging the things that were on the floor.

They asked me to relax so that the people around wouldn't use me as an object for gossip.

I listened to them as my anger calmed down a bit. I realized that throwing things around wasn't the appropriate thing to do but to face my father and pour out everything on my mind.

Pfffff, throwing things requires alot of energy. Luciano should ha