(Andrea POV)
“You are not allowed to leave this room,” He said, and I pushed him away from me.
“What the hell are you talking about, Marcello?” I asked, but he stood rooted to his place.
“I am asking you something,” I demanded, and he put his finger on his lips and asked me to keep quiet.
“What the f*ck is going on in your s*ck mind, Marcello?” I asked and a s*ck smile appeared on his lips.
“You are a hidden mafia princess and you are trying to fool us with your innocent pretense, right? You want to earn our trust, so you can play with our emotions however you want, right?” He asked, and I gritted my teeth in anger.
“I don’t know what is cooking in your mind, but I have no idea why you are doing all this. I think it is not me who has a hidden agenda, but you. You want to put thi
