Marcello’s POV
The air was thick with tension as I watched Diana pace the room, her determination radiating like an electric current. I’d always known she was strong, but this new fire in her eyes ignited something within me—an intense desire to protect her, but also a need to prepare her for the storm brewing on the horizon. Kaden was a threat unlike any we’d faced, and I couldn’t bear the thought of him laying a hand on her again.
I motioned for her to sit, my heart heavy with the weight of our conversation. “Diana, we need to talk about how we’ll confront Kaden.”
Her brows furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”
“I’m going to teach you how to defend yourself,” I said, my tone serious. “We can’t just rely on me. If Kaden tries to come for you, I want you to be ready.”
She crossed
