The Godfathers
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ce tight with the weight of his decision. His eyes never left Dante
ed back in his chair, unbothered, cle
ck order to one of his guards outside. Emilio's gaze fo
ision about the duel. And if
as Ramon's shoe echoed against
lose, lowering his voice just enough to
vy with uncertainty. "What should I do? Should
r. He looked at Emilio for a long moment b
on said. "You don't need to get your hands dirty. Let your men
't have to get caught in the muck of this duel, but he still needed to show Dant
I won't fight like a dog, Dante," he said, his voice c
d see things my way," he said, leaning
to follow your rules," he said, his voice calm but firm. "You c
, making it clear h
elf, Emilio. You've got people telling you what to do, don't you? Your men. Your advisors." He le
ger burned through him. The urge to punch Dante's smug face was nea
eeth. His voice was cold, and controlled, but the anger steaming beneath it was i
" he said, his voice low and threatening now. "But you're not foolin
efending himself anymore-he was defending everything he'd built. His family'
s tense as he fought to control his emotions. "You think you know me, Dante?" Emilio said coldly
fading. "Sure, Emilio. But you're
. "I'll send my men, but I'm not afraid of
hest. He was enjoying this. He was enjoying seeing him strugg
ually. "We'll see
voice hard. "We'll do i
to show Dante that he was wrong, but he held back. Instead
part of the uncertainty
ve as Dante cal
lio. Don't ke
ned back to face him. "You think you
iving you the chance to prove your
aw. "Fine. We'll see
d out, Ramon follow
dge, but Emilio wouldn't back
he pressurein the air thickening with every step. His mind
he weight of the decision pressing down on him with every footstep. This w
d, Emilio paused. A cold shiver ran down his sp
ong enough? What if this wa
broke through the silence, smooth and c
Emilio. Come wi
's spine. The door clicked shut behind them, but Dante
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