Chapter 34

The door knob twisted and turned before it gradually budged in and welcomed Raphael and Dante into their grandfather's Vila.

Everything in the luxurious building looked like it had been made from gold.

It was clearly oozing riches and power, the kind that had been gotten from hands drenched in blood.

   Armani had an expensive cigarette dragged from his lips and he puffed the smoke in the air as he conversed with Micheal.

Long wavy Auburn hair carrying a tint of light red hues in them rested on the shoulders of Micheal. Her laughter and voice; soft and mild, coming from her crimson red lips was enough to pull someone into a trance.

  Her tanned skin perfectly suited her looks. Her hazel eyes shone the moment it sighted Dante and Raphael stepping into the imperial living room.

"Mamma?" Dante said in surprise the moment he spotted his mothe