Matteo
After dinner, I grabbed Renzo by his arm and dragged him up to my office roughly. I was pissed at him for suggesting to Lily to let him fuck her into oblivion.
When we entered my office, I threw him on the floor. “You son of a bitch! You keep your hands of my woman!”, I said in a dark, calm manner.
“It was a joke, Matteo, come on!”, Renzo pleaded. I know that it was joke, but Lily was no longer a laughing matter to me.
“You keep your hands off of her.”, I threatened him. Renzo nodded. “One finger on her, and you are going back to running on the streets.”, I tell him. I see Renzo swallow. Good, at least he knows I’m serious about this. I dismiss Renzo with a flick of my hand.
Just as he left my office, and I was about to go down again, my phone rings and I picked up.
“Luciano.”, I answered the phone. He started to tell me about a problem with our weapon supplier, and I groaned. Running my free hand through my hair out of frustration, I started pacing my office.