C27 A mafia lord killing his son

Robert met himself on the floor with blood gushing from his arms. He stared hard at his injured arms before lifting his gaze to his father with hatred, shocks and displease in his eyes.

"I'll kill you next time you utter trash to me again." Robert could sense the warning in his father's words. He knew his father was not bluffing, as he was the type who will always to whatever he says