his guy here. I should've

I cou

the stupid sunglasses, maybe the way

s voice dangerously calm as he stepped closer.

to the kitchen, pressed against the counter. He placed both hands on either side o

ared

eyes

f to look away

s voice low, intense. I could fe

him. I wanted to as

ep in my bones, I found myself a

Romero," I

l? I don't s

his man d

he said, leaning in sli

and tilted my face

rmured, his tone shar

" I cho

in, placing his hands back

he said with calm authority.

suddenly ne

g out in a rush. "You were drunk and chaos was about to brea

stayed un

know chaos was

. I don't have an

s. Like he was holding somethi

away and walking into the kitche

re for a mo

d up to my room. Once inside, I locked the

he sting of pain to feel real.

this f

'm a Mafia leader. My father didn't raise me to... ca

be his doing. Some way t

frustration, needing

in a blur before

row

uld th

er rings the doorbell. I got t

he door, muscles tense lik

ed the door open wider.

I said, motioning

o one of the sofas, and Liam sat on the one next to it. From the corner of my

id, giving him t

n, "are starting to mo

ng mo

so-called brother gang, they still h

ls concerning their movement,

can

k you

osed behind Liam, Alex

wh

he said. "I can't f

fr

, like he owned it, sen

ny will be

ly. "Your nanny?" he aske

ked in from the back doo

he said politely. "Breakfast

much, Sandra

ed distracted

ed back upstairs, locking t