César D’Angelo
In the city no one spoke his name out loud. Not because it was prohibited. But because César D'Angelo did not need threats to command respect. He was a dominant alpha. Not the impulsive type who shouted orders or banged on tables. No. César controlled with his eyes. With silence. With that dangerous calm that precedes a storm. He ran the most influential organization in the underworld. Its territory was perfectly delimited. His men were loyal to him. His enemies... temporary. They said he had no weaknesses. That he didn't want anything. That I didn't feel anything. That's why they called it Emochio. But even the coldest alpha can burn when his instinct awakens. And when that happens... the whole city will know it.
About César D’Angelo
In the city no one spoke his name out loud. Not because it was prohibited. But because César D'Angelo did not need threats to command respect. He was a dominant alpha. Not the impulsive type who shouted orders or banged on tables. No. César controlled with his eyes. With silence. With that dangerous calm that precedes a storm. He ran the m...Read more