Chapter 33

Anson

Impatiently, I tapped my feet on the beat of the pouring rain as I waited in front of the mansion that would change my life.

I had traveled all the way to Los Angeles for this, and I would not be leaving without meeting him.

Leonardo Donati.

The Leone.

“What’s the name again, boy?” A rude guard at the gate asked, holding his communication device close to his mouth.

“Anson Falco—that is F-A-L-C-O,” I spelled out my name. “I need to meet Leonardo Donati. It’s important!”

He walked off again, eyeing me suspiciously as his mouth moved into the device. Sure, it was odd. A random man dressed in ordinary clothing demanding to meet the big boss, but I had my reasons.

That bitch was going down, and so was her little boyfriend who she had sent after me.

After years of being ungrateful, she packed her bags, my daughter, and fled. I had been looking for her for a while, and when I had found her—I learned that she had moved to a big mansion and would become the daughter-in-law of some powerf