Another doctor's report

IVAN

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I had tried to sleep, but despite the throbbing in my head and the resounding echo of pain in my chest, I could not bring myself to close my eyes to sleep, neither could I silence the thoughts in my head. I frowned as I tossed and turned in my bed.

Only the creator could have saved Ian from my claws. I was already prepared to put an end to his sorry excuse of a life. The government of Italy would have been grateful to me for getting rid of one of their biggest drug chain links.

It was strange how he did not look like it, but my brother was the epitome of the word "dangerous" and that was because he did not look it! At all!

At first glance, anyone would think I was the monster between the both of us. I could not tell if that mattered, but it had always bothered me.

And today? Once again he had ended up making me look like that monster. I was the one who had a gun pressed to a man's head and he was the victim. No one, neither Camilla nor Antonio knew the gravity of what he