22 | Empty Threats 

*Alberto’s POV*

As soon as we made it to the car, I opened the door for Isa before turning to Edgardo.

“Dove sono loro?” (Italian for “Where are they?”) I asked him as he placed the keys in my hands. “Thank you.” I replied, climbing in after Isa.

“Padrino.” She whispered with a pout as I closed the door.

“Che cos'è?” (Italian for “What is it?”) I asked her, caressing her cheek.

She didn’t reply. She just laid on my lap, face down. I pulled her hair to the side as she turned her face to look at me.

“What are you doing, Angel?” I asked her as she played with the button of my trousers, awakening my beast.

“It’s sore.” She said, making me chuckle.

“Of course, it is.” I said as I played with her hair. She was so beautiful and perfect that I could get lost in her, which I did. I didn’t even notice when Edgardo had driven out of the plaza.

I placed one hand on her thigh as I continued caressing her hair before looking up. There was silence for a bit until Edgardo turned out of the