ALINA
I kicked out immediately, landing a blow against Luca's father. He hissed and pushed me away and I went sprawling on the floor.
Pain shot up my arms, and I moaned, frowning up at the man towering over me. "Why the hell would you do that?" I spat at him.
"So not only have you taken over my son's home, but now you feel you can hit me back?" He snapped at me, pulling me off the floor.
I frowned. "You surprised me. I didn't know it was you. Good afternoon, Mr. Marino." I greeted, shuddering in pain.
I had badly scratched my arm falling on the floor. Luca's dad looked me up and down derisively. "Where's my son?"
My forehead wrinkled. Luca had a phone, why didn't his father call him directly?
"I'm uncertain, Mr. Marino." I turned to Lorenzo who was watching the scene
