Chapter 40: dinner

Vincenzo's POV

"How dare you touch what's mine!" I yelled slamming my fist in my father's face.

He stumbled back and held his bleeding nose.

"She needs to be put in her right place." He smirked.

"She is mine. You are in my mansion! You follow my rules, and you respect my people. I don't care that you are my father. I would rather see you dead." I snapped at him taking my gun.

"She is a girl and I am your father." He snapped.

"Lucio enough." I turned to look at a woman. She was in her late thirties. She was wearing decent clothes. She had little make up on her face, and she looked profes