Lorenzo's POV

　　I'm wide awake. I've not slept a wink since last night. Sleep proved to be an impossible task in situations like this. I kept pacing and nearly destroyed everything breakable in sight inside my study, but it still wasn't enough.

　　I needed to hurt someone. I needed to feel those fuckers' blood on my hands.

　　I couldn't focus, be calm, or stop the million thoughts running through my mind.

　　My father must be laughing and mocking me ...