Dominic on the other hand, was trying to maintain his composure, but you could see the cracks forming like watching a dam about to burst during hurricane season. "That's... that's a touching story, Luciano, but business is business, and the reality is—"
"The reality," the old man cut him off with the kind of verbal precision that could perform surgery, "is that you just found out my family has been under the protection of beings that make your worst nightmares look like fucking Disney movies.
"The reality is that the woman who saved my life, who made everything I've built possible, is the mother of the young man my granddaughter loves. The reality is that your 'partnership offer' just became about as relevant as a chocolate teapot in a volcano. The reality is we're now at war. I might have let the Morellos go but not when my entire family and my granddaughter is threatened."
