Claiming the Throne

Rocco’s POV

Carmine lifted his chin, chest swelling with arrogant pride, shoulders back as though triumph was already written. But one by one, the heads of the clans kept their hands flat on the table. Not a single hand rose. Not one. The silence was deafening.

Carmine lurched to his feet, eyes wide, his face burning red as the betrayal sank in. “You cowards!” he yelled, scanning the table. “Y