Don't tolerate disrespect

NATALYA'S POV

I heard mixed chatter, mainly consisting of Italian so, it went over my head. I clutched the ends of my chair in apprehension.

Alessandro came back and I jumped in my seat. He tugged the edges of his jacket back and tucked a gun into the back of his pants. I looked him up and down and...

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