CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX.

Lorenzo gripped the handle of his chair until his knuckles turned white. Seeing that he was getting to him, Matteo cracked a smile. Yes, he got him right where he wants him to be and angry too.

He began circling Natasha, who looked as lost as ever, trying to make sense of all the drama. Confused didn't properly describe her mood.

"Matteo," the dangerous tone of Lorenzo came to life. "Are you trying to tell me that you have been working with Armando all along? You betrayed me even though you are my best friend and right-hand man?"

Laughing, "best friend? Right-hand man?" He went to his side, turning his seat, so Lorenzo was facing him squarely. "I am sorry this ends our friendship, but power is more important than those. Real power. You don't know how to use it. You are weak."

"Let us not forget that he now has a girl he loves," Luca added.