Chapter 39. Matteo’s Stepmother

ALESSANDRO

Victoria was having a hard time grasping my words. I don’t lie to people. I don’t have the time.

I will tell you the truth to your face no matter how bitter it is because you can’t do shit to me. I am Alessandro Rossi and not just anybody.

You don’t scare me and you don’t control me. I am the Don of the Italian Mafia.

“If I knew that this would shut you up like this, then dannare (damn) I would have said it earlier,” I said, sounding amused as she looked at me with confusion in her eyes.

“No. There’s no way you would do something like that,” Victoria said, shaking her head in disbelief as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

“Of course I can. Wanna know another secret, wife?” I taunted her as her eyes lifted to mine in pure unadulterated fear.

Finally, the reaction I wanted from her.

I wanted her to fear me.

“What is it?” she asked fearfully. I knew she was already dreading what I was about to say.

“I’m a ma