Prisoner To The Mafia King
“I used to consider that respect would be sufficient. That earned loyalty would always be stronger than enforced devotion, but I was incorrect”
I removed the black book from under my arm and raised it.
The older men visibly went pale, with some lowering their eyes, and others backing a tiny step away.
Primo's lips tightened in irritation, but then his eyes opened in shock, recognizing the book.
“Some of you must have heard rumors from many years ago about how merciless De Luca was, and how they've killed all their men in a single night.
“I am here to let you know that none of those are rumors but true. People, the older ones must have seen and known why before the fall of the De Luca family