*Giovani*
It was cute the way Olivia appeared reluctant to leave us alone. She kept sending me glances, the worry in her eyes sweet but unnecessary. I could tell what she was thinking.
But there was no need for it. Alessandro wouldn’t do anything if he knew what was good for him. And if he was stupid enough to try, there was no way he could even land a punch on me.
I wasn’t the Don for nothing.
Gabriele nodded at her to leave, and she sent me one last glance before she exited through the doors. As soon as Olivia disappeared from sight, Alessandro whirled on me with a dark glare.
“What did you need, Alessandro?” I asked distantly as he once again directed his misplaced anger at me. He really needed to get a handle on his temper.
I blamed his birth father.
“What the fuck happened here? Tell me everything and leave nothing out,” he demanded with all the tact of a bull in a red textile shop.
