Chapter 8

Lorenzo's pov

I was only a child when I was abandoned on the streets left to the cold and stained in my parent's blood and then the rain began to fall into the furious fire that had already consumed the only home I had ever known throughout my life. Everyone that I knew in my entire life was dead and in that moment when I was shaking with cold and biting my lips as my entire body trembled, I promised myself one thing.

Revenge.

I was going to kill those two bastards even if I died trying. It wasn't easy at all climbing up the ladder In the mafia world. I started by pickpocketing in the streets, and eventually, I joined a gang which was almost falling apart, and most of its members had left for bigger, popular hands. I was one of the youngest members of that gang and I was already so deadly from such a young age.

Kids who were much older than I was could not keep up with me while I grew up and this often pissed off many of them, sometimes they would come together to attack me but they