Wrong Place ?

Chapter 11

"Okay, let's go." He slipped in his car and I did in mine, same as his.

"Young master, Nicholas, it's lovely to see you again." One of the butlers, Francis greeted us by the main entrance of this ridiculously huge mansion. There are two people living in this mansion, and their servants live in their quarters further in the back yard.

"Are you here for dinner?" He asked again. Leading us to the main dining table.

"Well we came unannounced..." Nicholas trailed off, wearing a sheepish smile.

"Nonsense! There is enough food to feed an army." He smiled at us. And we returned the gesture. Francis was fairly a good man, and his employers treated him well, cause I promised I would kill them if he was mistreated any how.

"Ahh the prodigal son returns." Immediately the smile on my face was wiped off. We had arrived into the dining room, and there at both ends of the ridiculously long ass table sat Genevieve and Stefano Baria, the sickening voice of Stefano angered me, and the sluggish smile on his face annoyed me to the core. There is nothing I wanted to do than jump over to him, and pull out his throat.

I rolled my eyes and pulled out a chair and dished up. Nicholas went around to sit directly opposite me and also started dishing for himself.

"Hello, Nicholas, Santiago" Genevive greeted us, a smile on her beautiful face. She was no lie, a beautiful woman, but what was inside of her was just too fucking ugly! She called me Santiago, well in this family they named me Santiago, Santiago Baria. I cringed at that name, and she knew it would upset me. But no today I wasn't allowing her to get under my skin.

"Genevieve." I nodded and turned to look at Stefano who was smirking hard. "Stefano." I glared at him.

"Please help yourself to our food, why don't you?" He mocked us, mainly me.

"Oh don't worry,I know Francis did a good job with this, so I don't want his hard work go to waste. Beats me why you will make him cook so much food, when you don't have a big family." I smiled at him, my smile fake as hell. Well that seemed to mess up his mood, as he went back to his food without saying another word and I turned to look at Nicholas who spotted a smirk of his own, clearly enjoying the scene. Stefano loves the idea of family. And since I told him I'm not his son, nor family it hit home. Apparently.

I dug into my plate and savored the good food prepared by Francis. If I could, he would come work for me and not this bastard, but Stefano is a real bastard he would kill Francis' children if he dared left him.

I stood up and filled two glasses with whiskey on the rocks and came back to the dining table and handed Nicholas a glass.

"How have you two boys been doing?" Genevieve asked, longing clear in her velvet voice.

"Been good, Mrs Baria." Nicholas replied, stuffing his face with food.

"What did I tell you, call me Genevieve." She waved her hand off dismissing him.

"No, Mrs Baria suits me fine." He replied coolly and focused on his food.

"So..." I took a sip of my whiskey and leaned back in the chair, eyes focused on Stefano, my so called father.  "What happened the night Linda died?" I questioned. Stefano stopped eating and looked at me.

"Do not bring that foolish girl's name in my house Santiago!" He looked angry.

"Was it maybe because Kane and Carter had something over your head? And Linda knew whatever the hell they had on you right?" I pressed some more.

"Santiago,you are upsetting your father. Stop this nonsense now!" Genevieve interrupted.

"What did she do to you Stefano? What did she know? What did you do to her?" I asked, venom slipping off my tongue. My grip tightening around the glass.

"What I did? What I did? I did nothing to her. She killed herself! You know and everybody else know this! Damn it!" His fist collided with the table. That's what I thought as well, I thought she committed suicide after what she had seen and found out. But Kane assured me that wasn't the case and if I wanted answers, my lovely father has them.

"We know that's bullshit Stefano. We just want the truth." Nicholas calmly piped in, looking hard at Stefano.

"Fine! You want to know the truth? I will tell you, and you better pull up your big boy pants!" He growled.

"I'm waiting." I cocked n eyebrow at him. My body filled up with rage.

"That bitch was murdered!" He smiled at me. "I had her killed."

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[A/N]

Thank you for reading this story, and well I would appreciate feedback and I will reply you guys.

Who is this Linda though? I don't know yet, I didn't plan this story I'm just writing, and if you guys feel like I'm losing the plot and it's confusing,,please let me know.

I had already spilled out Lobos's past, but I didn't want that to be the end of the drama, it is only the beginning 😄

Do I need to make Nicholas more alive in this book? Yes? No?