Claiming His Queen
Dimitri carefully sat down, staring from Adler to his wife, whose discomfort was noticeable in the beads of sweat on her forehead.
"Don Adler, to what do we owe the displeasure of your unexpected visit?"
The younger Don picked up a cheese knife, dragging it against the table lazily, "We had a deal," he pressed the knife into the table, leaving a dent, "I fulfilled my part of the deal, gave my ammunition, cost me, because I didn't want to, but you broke yours."
Dimitri's gaze hardened, "What the hell are you talking about?!"
"Lily was attacked today," he gazed up at the confused older man, "Also, my Consigliere is temporarily crippled" With each reveal, Dimitri became a weave of confusion, "A
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