EPISODE 28

LUCA

“What the fuck do you want, Romano?” I snarl at my arch rival through the screen of my laptop, cutting his phony greeting.

He tuts. “And still as violent and as bitter as ever, Moretti. But I guess some things never change.”

“I won't be asking again—”

“Yes, yes, I heard you the first time,” He leans backwards into the chair he sat on. I could fully see his upper body now.

His clean trimmed hair combed back with a strand that falls over his forehead, sharp golden brown eyes that looked at me with hate and his neatly trimmed dark beards that featured specks of white.

Emerald stoned rings lined the knuckles of his fingers and his hand folds over the other. “Truth is… I got bored.” Romano drawls and my jaw ticks, my brows arching.

“The fuck do you mean by that?” I seethe through clench teeth but my anger was already starting to leak out of me. I wanted to fucking kill him right now, but I knew something was up. He wouldn't have just called me out of the blue. He wanted something fr