It didn't take long. My brother got here and it all went downhill from there.
I hoped Jace would have stepped out but he was still home.
"Jace Romano!!!" I heard my brother yell on top of his voice.
I ran downstairs to the living room and saw two guards restraining him from climbing up the stairs.
"Roberto please don't make a scene." I said immediately our eyes met.
"Where the fuck is he?!" He thundered, ignoring me.
"You'll get yourself killed!"
"I don't give a damn. Where is he?"
"He's not home," I lied.
"You're lying."
"Roberto come on,"
"She is lying,"
Jace's voice boomed from the balcony as he looked down on all of us like we were his subjects.
"I'm right here, Roberto." He said, almost like he was daring him to come up for a fight.
I shook my head vehemently, looking between both of them. I didn't need this right now.
"You bastard!"
I watched in horror as my brother broke out of the hold of the guards that were holding him back and he charged towards Jace.
