Manuel's mother and sister entered Seth's office with their heads down as they kept looking at their feet.
"Hurry up, bitches, the boss doesn't have all day." The guard behind them hissed as he pushed them forward, making Manuel's mother stumble.
"Bitch." The guard hissed again. "Get up!" He ordered in a gruff tone that almost made Camilla flinch.
If a man like this feared her friend Seth, she wondered how scary he could actually get.
In her mind Seth was kind but somewhat twisted, just like Ian. They were somewhat the same but with different drivers.
To Ian it was his revenge that fueled him, it drove him, it gave him reason. While Seth was driven by his loyalty to his people and his family in the Mafia.
Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder what they would both be like if they had been born to different situations, places where they had the opportunity to simply be kind.