|| AZRAEL DE LUCA'S POV ||

" STOP!! STOP THIS!! WHO THE HELL....", my grandpa's voice trembled, echoing with anger. His eyes burnt as he looked around the doubtful crowd. My gaze narrowed slightly as I looked around the people.

Who could have played this at my annual banquet?

The answer was still unknown but this wasn't what Fernando De Luca wanted. Grandpa told me to keep Ryan secret until I was married to Cassendra. According to his words, it would cause commotion among brotherhood that as their Don, I had broken the bro rules first. I had no objection from my side truth to be told. Sooner or later,...