Chapter 150. First Bomb

DANTE’S POV

FLASHBACK **Sixteen years ago…** Dante: Ten years old

“You’re going to be a fine and strong man when you’re older.” My father says to me as I sit in a boat with him. This is the first time my father is taking me out fishing and now that I am out of the house, all I want to do is go back. I didn’t realize how boring fishing would be. I didn’t realize you actually had to be patient and wait for the fish to come to you.

“How do you know, dad?” I ask him as I hold onto my fishing rod. Dad says I have to be alert because a fish might latch on to my bait any time, and I have to be ready to drag and pull it out of the water.

“Because I raised you, Dante.” My father, Leonardo, has always raised me to be a carbon copy of himself. Where he was strong, I had to be stronger. Where he was smart, I had to be smarter. He has been a great father figure to me, and I look up to him.

“Do you think I will ever be as