“Romanov Salvador kicked your a*s—that’s what has been spreading across the district.” Spencer, one of the youngest Cordova chuckled at him.
Alejandro scowled. He is not on the mood to tolerate his taunting. What more was that when his father expressed his disappointment upon telling him how did it goes. Romanov knew the stolen goods and so they are force to pay for it.
“Damn it!”
SMASH.
Alejandro cursed loud. He was swearing. Madly as he pushed away everything on the table. They fell, breaking into pieces, while Spencer laughs.
“He really get to you, didn’t he?” He chuckled.
Alejandro grabbed him by the collar, “Laugh at me again, and I’ll f*****g slit your throat in spite of the fact that you are my brother—”
“Are we?” The smile on his lips never left in spite of his threat.
