Chapter One Hundred And Forty

Roman's point of view;

"Arseni Milan, you have a visitor." I said to him as I sat on his coffee table waiting for him to wake up.

He sat up and looked at me in surprise.

"Surprise!" I told him.

He was still feeling sleepy.

I shot the mug on the bed stand.

He flinched in fear as the glass shattered into pieces as it fell on the floor and popped his eyes out 9f his socket as he looked at me. It seems he is wide awake now.

"Who the fuck are you?" He asked me.

"Roman Atono." I answered him.

"The Don of the Atono family." I furthered the introduction.

I stood up and locked the door before pacing around his bedroom.

"If you are not the one living in the master bedroom, then your grandfather just is. Aton must have captured him by now." I reasoned out loud.

"What have you done to him?" His American accent was so smooth.

"What I am about to do to you now." I replied to him.

He rushed to the bedside, maybe to get a weapon but I was so I beat him to it as I shot him in his arm.

He stumbled bac