(Andrea POV)
“Looking pretty good,” Gabriele commented, and I looked towards him. He was in the lounge with a few pistols and many cleaning tools while Rico was sitting at the kitchen table with a grim face. I want to relax but Ciro’s presence seems unnerving for me. I touched my neck where I just put a few band-aids on the marks that f*cker gave me last night. I took all the blame before Ciro could say anything or accuse Rico. He didn’t say anything; he just glared at Rico and gave me an angry look.
“Thanks,” I answered in a flat voice. We shift Hannah and Kevin into that special cottage. I have to admit that Ciro didn’t leave any stone unturned to make that cottage a mini hospital for them.
“Your breakfast is present in the kitchen,” Rico said, and I nodded before walking towards th
