Blood for Blood

Dante

I walked out of the hospital room, shoving aside the sharp, unyielding pain in my side. The nurse had warned me not to leave, that I was still healing, still recovering.

I didn't care.

Pain was temporary. Pain was nothing.

But the anger boiling inside me? That wasn't going anywhere until I'd made Domenico pay.

The hallway was still, illuminated by florescent lights that cast creepy shadows a