Viviana tried to stop Lionel, but he stopped her before she said anything. "I want to hear nothing more. Not now…Not now, Bellissima," he stared into her eyes.
Viviana pressed her lips seeing Lionel's pleading eyes. She could understand it's not just the weight of the story. He is minding Leander. She didn't know why. She wanted Leander to know. She wanted Lionel to know the whole story too.
She knew Lionel figured out that Darcia in the story is her. And he might have figured out the mafia family she refers to might be the Kastello family. Lionel might want to maintain his friendship with Leander and not want to continue the story in front of Leander.
But I don't have time. I'm going to be dead today.
Viviana closed her eyes and bowed her head. A tear drop fell on the back of her hand and she immediately wiped it on her clothes.
"Go to the kitchen and get me a beer," Leander patted her back.
