Chapter 87 - the sicilian standoff
cornered animals are always the most dangerous. stripped of his wealth, his weapons, and his global influence, dante resorted to a desperate, suicidal assault. he bypassed the outer perimeter of the rossi estate using old architectural blueprints he had purchased years ago on the black market. the heavy titanium doors of the grand library swung open. dante stood there, holding a heavy silver revolver. his expensive suit was wrinkled, his face pale and dripping with frantic sweat. he was accompanied by four heavily armed, loyal mercenaries. he expected to find tessa cowering in fear. instead, the queen of the rossi empire was sitting gracefully in a leather armchair, sipping a glass of vintage red wine. gabriel stood perfectly still by the fireplace, unarmed, radiating an eerie, deeply intimidating calm. "you ruined me!" dante shrieked hysterically, pointing the trembling revolver directly at tessa's chest. "i am going to end the rossi bloodline tonight!" the tension in the room reached an agonizing, suffocating peak.
👉 what terrifying secret is tessa about to reveal to the assassin?
