VINCENZO'S POV
The drive back to the LaRosa mansion was a race against time. I had ignored Val's plea to stay back and get myself treated. I wouldn't die from that, if anything, that ledger could be the one that would cause the death of both me and this empire if leaked.
Fuck, I should have listened years ago when I was told not to fucking keep the damn thing but my father and I decided to because we felt it'd be important later on in the long run.
Well now, it would get us into a lot of fucking trouble.
The pain in my arm pulsed with every turn of the wheel, but I gritted my teeth and pushed forward. There was no time to stop. No time to think about the bullet still lodged in my flesh. If we didn't stop this in time, the LaRosa empire would fall—and I'd be the one to burn with it. That was a fact.
