I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo
She hesitated for a fraction of a second before continuing, "It was Don Salvador."
A cold silence filled the space between us.
"What?" My voice came out lower, dangerously so, the weight of disbelief sinking into my chest.
"If my guess is right, then ‘Dumas’ is just a code name," Sofia continued. "Don Salvador is the mastermind behind all the attacks so far."
I went rigid. Blood roared in my ears, a rage unlike any I had ever known coursing through me. Don Salvador? A man so close to my family, someone who had dined at our table, a name spoken with respect and reverence—he was the one behind this?