"But Kaiden gave me the next best thing."
His fingers curled around Maximilian's chin.
"You."
He leaned in.
"Right here."
He tapped the wall with a knuckle.
"In my territory."
"Y–your territory?!" Maximilian screamed from the top of his lungs, straining his vocal cords greatly. "This is not just any federal execution facility! This is the most notorious of them all! You don't have a territory here!"
Dante arched a brow, amused by the desperation. The gangster dad didn't quite understand why the man before him was trying to use logic to deny reality so much when the proof of it all was right in front of the obese fuck in the form of a ripped, tatted, revenge-craving bundle of violence.
Maximilian kept going, tripping over his own words.
