"Anyone who dares lay their hands on this woman here will have to face my wrath. Perché è la mia donna! {Because she's my woman!}" Riccardo claimed right in front of his subordinates. His voice was so possessive that Adriana wondered if she heard him right.
She blinked her eyes rapidly as she stared up at him. He wasn't staring at her, he was staring at the mobsters, his eyes sending warnings not to ever lay their hands on her.
Her eyes were still wide as she stared at him. Did he just claim her in front of his…?
The mobsters exchanged glances amongst themselves in surprise. They were shocked at the revelation but no one dared uttered a word.
Ambra, who was still sitting on the floor, gripped her arm which Riccardo had shot tight. Riccardo firing the gun at her all because of a woman meant one thing. She wasn't just an ordinary woman - She's his Donna.
