Chapter 5
Kane
This wasn’t the goddamn plan.
The plan I’d spent years formulating and executing.
The plan was to fuck over the Antonovs and Russos the way they fucked my father over.
I waited patiently for the right time, and when the parcels became available and I learned what Dominick and Lorenzo were planning, I slid in quietly and scooped up twenty acres, knowing it would hurt their plans just like they hurt my father’s business.
Section 8 housing would be a nightmare for their beloved waterfront expansion.
But after doing my research and learning how profitable the expansion would be, I tucked away my emotions and thought like the businessman my father had taught me to be.
He should’ve been part of that expansion.
And so we will be.
I could’ve accomplished what I needed to without her.
But after tasting her cunt and being buried deep inside her, I knew I needed to make her mine.
And why shouldn’t I?
That was the deal—Daniella marries an Antonov and Brielle marries a Rothschild.
I’m righting the wrong.
Taking what my family is owed.
It’s nothing personal.