Sophia's POV.
"Alessandro," I called out but there were only more gunshots rippling through the air.
"What is happening?" I panicked, my heart racing wildly in my chest. "Did he get attacked? Did he get shot? Why did he say those words?"
My heart raced, worry gripping me.
"Did Rita's family attack him? He said they weren't happy about what happened to those devils?" I said through my clenched teeth. "Oh no."
I rushed out of my room and went downstairs. I got to the kitchen but Mary wasn't there. I ran over to the maids' quarters and found her in their kitchen.
"Mary!" I called, rushing toward her.
"Slow down," she gasped, holding me before I fell forward. "What is the problem?"
"Alessandro," I muttered, my breaths ragged. "I think he was shot. We were on the phone when...when..."
