ISABELLA
"You are a mafia! You… you… are dangerous! The… that is illegal.." I asked all my questions in a rush, my mind racing with possibilities.
"Can you just kill me anytime and get away with it? Oh my goodness! Emilio told me to be careful, was this what he's talking about?" my eyes bore into his. I wanted a response from him.
Lorenzo shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. He snapped his fingers in front of my face, "Hey… don't be a crybaby, you don't have to be this terrified."
He wanted to touch me and I shifted back, "Hey! Don't touch me! Ple… please don't kill me," I let out, my leg shifting back, I was warned not to come here was this the reason?
"Isn't that the answer you wanted to hear? You already think I am into illegal business o i devised to give a response,"
