Enzo’s POV

As I inhaled a deep breath, the charred remains of my precious warehouse seemed to enter my nostrils. I looked around at the millions wasted, all in the wake of that bastard's rage. To think that I had been ticking him off intentionally all these years, and this was the thing that made him go over the edge.

I continued to walk over the ruins, crushing further what was already irretrievably destroyed, until I found myself standing at the very center of the wreckage of a shipment I had been waiting for for months. I felt the urge to laugh. I opened my mouth, yet no sound came...