Alessandro's POV.
"Alessandro?" I called out, my voice laced with panic. "Alessandro!" I yelled louder.
I heard his dark chuckle against my neck, and I sighed in relief. For a moment, I thought he had been shot or something worse.
"What is wrong with you?" I spat, summoning my strength to push him off me.
Lifting himself slightly, he curled his lips into a smirk.
"Were you worried about me?" He said in his usual taunting tone.
"This is not funny," I hissed, shooting daggers at him with my eyes. "Didn't you hear those gunshots? Why are you acting so calm? Shouldn't you go check what's happening?"
"Why should I do that?" He scoffed, pulling down his pants without a care.
My eyes widened in disbelief as his boxers followed.
"Are you crazy?" I snapped. "Is this seriously the time for
