Chapter 49 Federico

• I'd forgotten how vengeful Regina could be sometimes. Never in my life have I felt so helpless. My thoughts are running in circles wondering if what she said was true. Why didn't I think of it? She's young, hot and men fall at her feet. Of course, she was hung up on her dead lover and wasn't ready for another serious relationship. But that didn't mean she'd been alone. I'm the idiot for thinking like that. The thought of Tobia or that fucker Alessio with their heads between her legs makes my blood boil. Especially her head of security. No wonder he's so protective of her and hates my guts.
• I kick the stupid door angrily, cursing that fucker Vincelli to hell and back. You'd think he was locking a fucking criminal in this room and not his daughter. Why didn't she move to the master bedroom? How did she kill that bastard? Now that I think about it, I don't remember her telling me anything. She walked into this house, shot any man who contradicted her, and took over as the boss. No one heard or saw Vincelli die. There was a funeral, and people offered their condolences but no one had asked to see his body. Because they didn't need to.
• Anyone who knew Vincelli knew how much that fucker looked down on women. He would never let his daughter take over as the head of the organization unless he was dead. The fact that Regina had taken over meant he was dead but why hadn't they seen a body? And fuck it, why do I care? Some asshole is probably getting my woman off while I'm locked in here. It wouldn't sting so much if it happened while I was away but now that I'm here? Fuck, if I find out who it is, I'll cut off their dicks and feed them to the fish in my backyard. My phone rings from somewhere on the bed where I threw it out of anger. Yanking the sheets off, I find it and swipe accept on the video call.