Ava p.o.v
Danger and anger was what actually got me all scared, and ready to run faster than Usain Bolt any minute.
I felt myself shake as our eyes met, I gripped Marco against myself to gain some kind of reassurance, as my whole body trembled in fear.
The blonde hunk paced towards us, his bodyguards part way for him like the red sea. Before expertly surrounding us, immediately, I felt trapped even though I was already trapped.
"Hello, Sweetheart." He greeted. His soft melodious voice danced to my ears, his voice is as smooth and sweet as sugary drinks.
"Ava Sophie Marcus, is it?" He c****d an eyebrow. "Oops!" He slap his hand over his mouth, forging having forgotten something. "Sorry, Ava Vincenzo Alfonso." He laughed merrily as he corrected himself, as if he didn't have a care in th
