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's office. The one thing I hate about the Volkov family is how

r Lorenzo said, and I scoffed, r

her, yelled, but I smirked, knowing I had no love left for him af

tough as, demanded. He was the perfect son, always following the family rules. My father pretended not to play

frustration boiling inside me. Why couldn't they ju

m, and my father, who had been fuming, immediately sof

how are you, baby? You'r

Nikolai reached out to ho

and a son. How much better can it get? Why don't you listen to us? Why must you be so stubbo

nt ahead and married into our enemy's family, the D'Angelos. And still, you get 70% of everything we w

uilt this family, the Bravata, the company, the international reputation-everything! And don't you dare insult Cassa

damn about this family!" I yelled,

ed on my cheek-not from my father, but fro

bing him by the head, I slammed it down onto

s locked on my brother. I was ready to pull the trigger, to show

shifted to Sharon. She was staring at me, her mouth open in s

In this family, being born meant growing

h a gun, is it going to shoot Lorenzo?"

d and slowly turned to face Don N

e one didn't have to be so difficult. But I've had enough. I want my name erased from the family records. I'm no longer your son, no longer part of the Volkov

ormed out of his office. I ignored him, refusing to give him a second of my t

w the security guards had already lo

urn out like this, I would've told your mother to abort you! You're a disgrac

u'd have the luxury to become who you are today without me? No! I worked my ass off for the Volkov name, for the respect we command. My father did the same, and

ep, hitting me w

m, her eyes sad. She looked between us and sighed. "Roberto, you don't need to speak t

reaking. The moment she flinched, guilt stabbed through me. That look in h

d through the tension. He stepped forw

as cold and sharp. "If you think you're the one who's been wronged, you're delusiona

ng, and I did it all without the family knowing. You didn't call me when I got married. You didn't show up when I had m

mpire. I made this name. Nikolai Greg Volkov." He paused, his eyes narrowing. "

as I turned my back on the Volkov family. I wanted to make a name for myself-n

to leave, two secur

is at the back, sir," one of the bodyguard

, with almost a hundred cars in the Elite Fleet Pavilion

said as he came out. I grabbed the car keys from the bodygua

ried for the family money?" I yelled, but she didn't sa

took at least forty minutes to get through the estate, and an

g Russia behind, ready to escape

Her tiny voice came an

t shut the hell up!" I