CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

GINEVRA

I still had enough reasons to live another day tired and disappointed as there was an unfinished business waiting.

Two weeks after the ball, following tons and tons of messages from the Sanchez's to have a meeting, I finally accepted, and today, I sat there in the Sanchez's conference room with a bunch of big players in the Sanchez mafia discussing—or rather having them coerce me into stopping the distribution of my new drugs in their territories.

I was starting to think it was a mistake attending this meeting, considering that certain people seated in the conference room had me irritated.

Everyone dressed up nice in their official attire, Ricardo in his black tailored suit, Alex in a navy blue piece, and Ricardo's cousin whose name I couldn't remember in a gray tux.

They were still a bunch of other excruciatingly attractive men in the room but the one person who irritated me the most was Theresa Mattia.

Why the fuck was she in attendance and ruining my fun with her disgu