ARIA'S POV
I was rooted to the ground, unable to move. Vincenzo looked back at me with eyes filled with concern.
"Fuoco?" He widened his eyes. "Why are you so pale?"
I didn't move, still frozen, staring at the man which 'parented' me for so much more than a decade of my life.
He was not alone, there were those big gangsters that appears on movies beside him, all with murderous looks on their faces. I gritted my teeth in anger, having the strongest urge to just tackle him to the ground..
Vincenzo must have noticed as he frantically look at the direction I was eyeing. From the corner of my eyes, I could see his look of recognition.
"He's your father isn't he?" I bit my lips and look away, "I can see it in the way you look at him"
My past, which I didn't wanted him to know, was all ou
