Alessandro

I had always known who I was and what I was meant for. So much more than regular.

I knew what I signified in my family and in society in general.

Nicholas Rossi, my father would always tell me that as the firstborn child and firstborn son, that I was invincible, untouchable and indestructible.

He made me believe that I was a god.

He drilled it into my head that I was the price. Besides, I was what he prayed for in a child even though I ultimately sent him to his early grave.

He told me countless times that the world was just beneath my feet and that...