Page 52 of Ashes
Chapter 22
“WHAT DO YOU WANT, FATHER?”
Aside from ruining my night.
“There’s an urgent matter I want to discuss with you,” he says.
I spread my arms. “All right. Then sit down and speak.”
His guards are lined up behind the sofa as he settles on it.
“What’s so urgent that it couldn’t wait?” I ask.
“You took your wife to Gianni’s club.”
“And?” I go over to the table in the corner to pour myself a glass of whiskey.
“What’s the matter with you?! You don’t take your wife to such a place! It’s for whores and mistresses. Not your wife!” Anger flashes through his eyes.
That’s a whole lot of emotion for him to show.
He must be really, really pissed off.
“Who cares?” I say.
“Do you know nothing about family and its sanctity, boy? Your wife should be at home. She’s supposed to give you heirs and not be exposed to others like some whore.”
I just watch him and take a gulp of my whiskey, because if I don’t do something, I’ll start laughing.
Family values.
Yeah, sure.
I’m supposed to protect my wife from others, but not from me.
“You’re going to find someone else to take with you. Is that clear?” He pins me with a glare.
