Damian rushed towards Valentine, grabbing him by the collar, his glare as intense as if he could shoot lasers from his eyes. "Do you have a death wish?" He sneered, the smile on Valentine’s face fading as he faced Damian, his expression straight and unsettling."You are the delusional one here, Domenico," Valentine drawled, annoying Damian further, causing him to tighten his grip on the collar."You should let go when it’s time," Valentine stated."I am not letting go of anything! Do you hear me?" Damian released him abruptly, causing Valentine to stagger backward and lose his balance.Staring at Valentine with rough breaths, Damian's fists clenched, ready for a fight. "Don’t play games with me," Damian warned with a chuckle. "I will ruin you," he stated, as if reciting a script, certain it would come true."Think about yourself, Domenico," Valentine lazily retorted, nodding toward Leonardo. "I bet Leonardo would be more than happy to take your position." He winked at Damian, stood up
"The person you assumed to be your grandmother is the mother of the president and Valentine, but not your fathers. Like I said, she was just the chairman’s mistress whom he was madly in love with. But their romance was deemed forbidden, so it was cut off before anything blossomed," Roberto continued.“Why?” Elena asked, seemingly more interested in the story than Domenico."Because she was foreign," Roberto replied. "The rule of the Santoro family states that no first-born son would marry a foreigner, as they must carry on the family’s lineage."“Isn’t that too old-fashioned? And cruel for two lovers who badly want to be together?” Elena couldn’t help but ask."That was the law," Roberto glanced briefly at Elena, then back to Damian."Your father's mother agreed to let go of him to the chairman. And the chairman took him as his golden child because he reminded him so much of his lost love. That’s why he treated your father differently," Roberto stated.“So, it was like him respecting
"Leonardo!" Antonio called in a frustrated tone, snapping Leonardo out of his thoughts yet again as the other man turned his gaze to his frustrated fellow."I think I might have a plan," Leonardo said, noticing the brightened expression on the others' faces."Really?" Antonio started to smile. "Tell us, then."Leonardo stood up, walked to the back of the sofa where he was sitting, and placed his hand on it while slightly bent, staring at his friends."What will you say if I told you that the almighty Domenico Santoro, whom I'm meant to fight, is my brother?" He asked as the room turned silent. Giuseppe stared at him with a pale expression."Are you playing with us?" He asked with a tured tone as Leonardo shook his head, seemingly unable to prove his point any other way."Oh..." Giuseppe started to nod with optimism. "I understand now. Our fight with Domenico is messing with your head that you now say and imagine nonsense." Giuseppe shook his head, now completely frustrated.Antonio's
Ravenna let out an hearty laughter. “Leonardo? The one who shivers at the thought of Damain’s name?” She asked with an amused look on her face as she tried to hold back the laughter that keep trying to come back.“Yes. That one.” Amiri had a serious expression as Ravenna laughed out again. “You know what? You saying stupid stuffs like this with a serious face makes you look stupid, do you know that?” She asked.A smile started to form on Amiri’s face as he said. “They are brothers.” The smile left Ravenna lips as she stared at him with a expression mixed with confusion and surprise.“Suprise!” Amiri exclaimed.“What nonsense?” Ravenna snapped.“Chill.” Amiri moved to her shoulder and kissed it lightly then brought out his phone and played a recording where Leonardo, Giuseppe and Antonio’s voice was heard.Ravenna raised her hand to her mouth as she gasped when she heard the part of Leonardo and Damian related to each other.“What the…..”She breathed as her face turned suddenly pale.
"You'd be shocked if I told you," Damian added immediately, while Ravenna glanced from Damian to Leonardo, who seemed unusually relaxed."What?" Leonardo asked Ravenna with a sarcastic tone. "Why are you staring at me? Tell him."Damian's brow raised as he observed them both. The shocked look on Ravenna’s face faded, replaced by a cocky smile directed at Damian. "Of course, you know why I am here; drop the pretense, Damian," she muttered, meeting Damian's gaze.Damian observed her for a few moments before letting out a light scoff. "It would help if you state things outright because I might get confused," he said, tucking his hands in his pockets as he confidently approached her.He paused, noticing the cocky look still on her face. "Are you playing games with Leonardo?""What games?" Ravenna asked, even though she knew everything was out, calculating how much he knew before revealing more."I guess we're doing this right now," Damian muttered under his breath, the suppressed hate he
“Is she threatening you?” Damian asked, his eyes intent on Leonardo to see if he would see any sign of him begging for his help, he would jump on it and offer a hand. Leonardo let out a chuckle. “I am not ten years old.” He said as Damian heard Ravenna stifle a chuckle which seeped through him, increasing his rage.“You should leave while I’m being nice.” Leonardo started again. “And don’t pretend we’re close.” He said in a warning tone.“I’m not fucking pretending, Leonardo! And I know we would not be the sweetest siblings in the world but give us a chance.” Damian started to say, as he tried his best not to raise his voice.“Like hell we are siblings.” Leonardo scoffed and started move towards Damian as Ravenna watched him with hopeful eyes. “I am more interested in your wealth than you, Domenico.” He said as both stared into each other’s eyes, glaring.“Oh…”Leonardo feigned a gasp. “That came out wrongly. I meant my wealth you have been privileged to have all this while.” “Leonar
“What is he doing here?” Roberto breathed, a mixture of surprise and fear on his face as he felt compelled to keep his gaze on Leonardo as if scared he might do something if he looked away.“Hi”. Leonardo said almost curtly as his gaze remained on Damian who wasn’t sure how to react to seeing him here after their meeting the other time.Leonardo started to move forward, his hands dipped in his pocket as he approached Damian who pressed his lips as he watched him, trying not to look too shocked.“We have to talk.” Leonardo said, after stopping an inch away from the large oak desk that separated them.Damian started to nod as if he was being controlled. “Sure. Sure come on. Have a seat. Let’s talk.” He started to move towards the area where he meet people. Two long sofas facing each other and a sofa and the front end.“In private.” Leonardo looked by his side as if regarding Roberto who was still looking uneasy.Roberto quickly rushed towards Damian’s side without waiting for him to rep
“Never.” Leonardo replied with the same energy Damian was giving. Leonardo stood up in a fit of rage with his hands clenched by his side. “I’m warning you, Domenico. Don’t underestimate me based on your past experience with me.” He growled as Damian raised his head to meet his glare. “I am hungry.” He started to stay, to intimidate Damian. “And when a tiger is hunger, he hunts.” He started to shake his head. “No matter how big the prey is.” He pointed to Damian. “Watch out, Domenico.” He said and turned to start to leaving. As he placed his hand on the door knob to turn on, Damian spoke up, now standing up. “I won’t listen to your pleas when things go south for you, Leonardo. You’ll have only yourself to blame.” Damian said in a warning tone and a wishful attempt to change his dear brother mind who was just too stubborn.“You overestimate yourself.” Leonardo growled inwardly.“I will make sure your jail term is reduced if you turn yourself in.” Damian found himself saying again as