Chapter 165

“How dare you speak to me like that, Alessandro! I’m your mother, and you will not behave in such a manner under my roof. Show me some goddamn respect! I raised you better than this!” She matches his tone and level perfectly, and for a second, I can see precisely where that temper and intimidating, growly, husky tone comes from. Alexi may look like his father, but that cold side and sadistic bastard personality is all her. It runs deep as hell.

The woman is a narcissist, and Alexi was the child she singled out to blame his entire life.

Who is she trying to kid when she talks about raising him?

He seems to try his best to ignore her, pouring liquor from the first glass bottle into a tumbler and nods to me, offering one. I shake my head, despite wanting one, as I know, I might let rip if I have a drink right now.

“How about you stop insulting my wife, and we won’t have a fucking problem.” He throws a look over his shoulder at her, yelling it loudly, straight at