"I agree with you there. Luciano will be getting acquainted with the couch in his office for a while. These men need a foot up their asses. I don't think that they have a full set of brain cells between them. And they're supposed to be the leaders of mafias and an MC. They spend too much time thinking with their little heads and not their big heads," Aunt Angela said.
As we were talking, my phone rang, and I pulled it out of my pocket to see that my dad was calling. I stepped over to the side of the room to talk to him, and the more that he told me about my mother, the more pissed off I became. When he told me about her son and where the boy was at I did what I thought was best for him.
"Bring him home to me, Daddy. I will raise him as mine. He will be my son, and that b***h will never
