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Chapter 4

    *Chapter 4: I would want myself*

    Renzo POV

    Hopping in my BMW, I take out my gun and place it on my thighs. This action of mine causes my driver and soldier, Remo, to swallow hard. He can be a saint for a made man at times. His black-colored eyes find mine as he complains while bringing out his rifle. "My cut hasn't healed, boss."

    Shrugging, I proceed with filling the finest bullets in my gun. My eyes flit to his cold and narrowed. "It wouldn't. as long as we have the Bratva on our streets. Let's go"

    One of my men working at my underground casino downtown saw one of the Bratva in my territory. We have been avoiding war to gain alliance for sometime now but they invading my territory is unacceptable.

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