War!

Michele, Lucious, Luciana and Marco all looked at one another. Lucius pointed the. gun at him. ‘You kiled my father.’

‘No he didn’t I did.’

He looked at Luciana. Pointing the gun at her, Michele pulled her behind him. ‘Oh isn’t this sweet protecting my dear sister from death.’ He said coldly.

‘He deserved it Lucious and you know it he treated our mom like a fucking slave he tortured her, raped her and he called it love. LOVE? WHAT A FUCKING JOKE HE NEVER LOVED HER, SHE WAS JUST TOY TO HIM THAT HE COULD PICK UP AND THROW BACK DOWN ANY TIME HE CHOSE TO!’ She said angrily.

‘She deserved it.’