Adriana's POV
When I was done eating, I decided to go and keep the tray of food in the kitchen downstairs. As I headed downstairs, I reached the bottom of the stairs and stopped in shock.
The sight in front of me made my hands shake and the tray of food fell from my hands and shattered into pieces on the floor.
Seated majestically in the living room was Mr Raffaele Caruso, a ruthless Italian leader. I stood there, my eyes widened as I stared at him.
“What was he doing here? How did he know this house?” These questions ran through my mind as I stood there.
When the plate shattered, he glanced at my direction due to the noise.
“Unbelievable!” he exclaimed, as he looked at me. A wide grin plastered on his face and his eyes lit up in amusement.
I snapped from my shock and quickly bent
