Chapter 12: Please Understand

Sylvana

I’m standing outside Dante’s office, waiting to be let in. He’s been in there for a while now, along with his two brothers and consigliere, the one who married Domenico and me. I hope they hurry it up because the bodyguards they’ve stationed to guard me have been leering at me this entire time. This is understandable - to them, I am the enemy.

“Do you think the boss would mind if we slap this ‘Ndrangheta bitch around while we wait?”

“Nah, she deserves it.”

I hear the discussion between the two of them, and my entire body freezes up. They better hurry up in there before I get murdered out here. As if they answered my prayers, the door in front of me suddenly opens and Domenico gestures for me to come inside.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I nod and walk inside, ready to face whatever Dante had in mind for me. As usual, he was seated at his desk in the middle of the room. Dario flanked him to the left and his consigliere, Alessandro, was to his right. Domenico was standing next