Chapter 152

Vittorio Del Carlo

I watched as the corners of Zev's mouth drew up at my statement. “Oh, but we are. You and I want the same thing.”

“And what would that be?” I question.

“Power.” He lets the word dramatically fall over us. I have to refrain from rolling my eyes.

“You want to overthrow your father,” I say it more like a statement than a question.

“My father believes in the old system, the one that