~~~~~~ZAYN VANDER~~~~~~ A slap turned my face away and I could feel the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. My father had slapped me after I told him I wanted to become a priest rather than manage his empire and take over from him in taking care of his mafia family. “I will not have you bring shame on this family, Zayn” these were the exact words Dmitri Vander said to me before throwing some papers on my face. I picked them up and saw they were documents that contained some of his many assets which he had willed to me.