Revenge Of Domenico Santoro

Chapter 42. A New Weapon.

"Don't you need to rethink this?" Roberto tried to keep up with Damian's long stride as he headed to the private room where Enzo was waiting for him. After the day he was informed, the mafia wanted to see him; he had asked Roberto to make arrangements for Enzo to meet him, and that day was today.

"We aren't talking about this any further, Roberto. I am seeing Enzo. And that's it," Damian said as he entered the elevator, observing Roberto's frustrated expression.

"Coming?" He asked with a raised brow.

"Like hell I will let you stay alone with that two-faced bastard in one room," Roberto hissed and walked in as Damian smirked.

"This is my hotel, Roberto. He can't do anything to me in my own base," Damian said, dipping his hand into his pocket as the elevator started moving.

"You can't be too sure. He has proved that he can't be trusted in the past. I just hope you won't regret this," Roberto said with a grumpy face.

"Have I ever made a wrong decision, ugh?" Damian placed his hand on Rob