Book 2 , Chapter 61

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Steve felt a pang in his chest as he saw Rican standing at the foot of the stairs, eyes flashing with fury, fists clenched as if ready for a fight and James was standing beside him.Without hesitation, he walked toward his son, trying to ignore the bitterness and hurt that mixed with concern. Alessa lingered near the back, visibly tense.

She finally saw him as a small smile flashed on her face but it didn’t last long when she heard there next conversation.

“Rican,” Steve began, his voice calm, but Rican cut him off.

“Why are you here, Mr. Stefano Rossi?” Rican spat, the title thick with sarcasm. “Did you forget that I don’t want you in this house? Or do you just not know how to listen?”

Steve sighed, extending a hand toward him. “Rican, you’ve just gotten out of the hospital. You’re not in any state to be this worked up. The doctor told you to rest.”

But as he reached for him, Rican slapped his hand away. “Stay the hell away from me!” he shouted, his voice echoing through th