#Chapter 78: To Ashes

Dominic POV “I want fifty percent of Guerrero territory like we originally discussed as well as a seat at your syndicate’s table. Permanently. Think about it and call me back.” Dominic's jaw clenched at the words that continued to play in his head long after he’d hung up the phone. It wasn’t just a steep demand, it was an open declaration of war and the bastard had chosen the perfect pressure point to make it happen. Alek wanted a seat at the table. Not as an ally, not as a partner, but as a co-ruler over the city. He wanted Dominic to hand over half the kingdom the moment he stepped foot in the State with the expectation that by the time he did, no one would dare question it. Least of all his Leonardo’s old circle. He stood abruptly, pushing the chair he’d folded himself into after the phone call ended back with a screech across the patio outside of the hotel. The air out here still felt thick and humid, but it had nothing to do with the climate. It was the weight