Chapter 53: Blood and Bonds

Enzo’s

I stared intensely at my mother, my defiant words still hanging heavily in the silent air: “But a Vengas can… right?”

Her laugh came sharp and instantly cold, loudly slicing through the silence like a deadly blade. It wasn’t just a laugh; it was a sinister warning, a true challenge to my authority. She leaned back gracefully on the couch with effortless ease, casually crossing one leg over the other, her smirk openly taunting me. Her dark eyes ...