Chapter 12

Alessandro’s POV

Chuckling, I moved closer to Amelia who was standing in front of my father.

“You must be joking, aren’t you? Only me can tell you when to leave this place.” I reminded her but her confidence was getting me so provoked.

“Old man, really?” Amelia said, her eyes fixed on my father’s face filled with rage. “Tell him what he doesn’t know.”

“Alessandro, when did you start keeping sex slaves and a fucking idiot at that?” Dad yelled, pointing at Amelia.

“Old DeMarco.” Regina moved forward, slipping her arms around my father. “Please don’t get angry. Just tell me what this bitch has done and I’d deal with her the right way.” Regina ranted, her silver eyes boring into Amelia’s.

“No one has ever defeated me, Alessandro.” Dad hissed, running his fingers through his hair. “This vixen…” he paused, pointing at Amelia. “this vixen defeated me. No one has ever won playing chess with me.”

“Sorry old man, but I did already.” A