80| New Terms.

ANTONIO.

“Sei Morto!” I growled, my chest threatening to explode with the multitude of rage that washed over me the second I sighted the bastard.

Lorenzo narrowed his eyes as he observed my blood-stained shirt. “What did you do?”

“Why don’t you tell me why you kidnapped Carlo?” I growled.

“Where is Carlo? Did you find him?” Roberto asked.

Rosalinda walked in with Carlo in her arms, so I didn’t need to answer his question.

He sighed in relief before turning to look at Lorenzo. “I thought you denied kidnapping him.”

“Oh, well.” Lorenzo lifted his shoulders in a shrug, grinning. “Busted, right?”

“Why?“ Roberto asked, baffled.

“Did you expect me to marry your daughter, knowing she had a child?” He asked, laughing hysterically. He was definitely a mental case.

“But you said you were okay with it, Lorenzo! What did you plan to do with my grandson?“ Roberto asked, narrowing his eyes.

“I was never okay with it. I didn’t want a woman who would have an emotional attachment to someone who