Sophia POV
Sophia giggled when Dante failed to shoot the last mark to win her the prize. He looked like a wounded puppy dog, despite her attempts to cheer him up.
Alessandro of course, couldn’t help but smirk and puffed out his chest. “My turn,”
Alessandro took the gun and started shooting. Sophia cheered him on each time he hit the target, but he too, missed the last one. His smile dropped.
“This game is rigged,” he muttered under his breath.
Dante burst out laughing. “Just like old times,” while Alessandro glared at him. Sophia chuckled and picked up the riffle herself. Quite the crowd had gathered around them.
“Let me show you guys how it’s done,” she winked. With practiced ease, Sophia hit each of the targets, causing the crowd to erupt in laughter and cheers. Sophia took the be
