Leandro's pov
“Keep her locked in her room, she's grounded until I say otherwise,” I said to Rollo without sparing a glance at Natalia whose shoulders had slumped.
We were back home and lord f*****g knows how angry I was and still am. Saving Natalia from the godfathers was an impulsive action driven by some random instincts I had. But getting to save her and then realizing that Annabelle was the mastermind behind everything irked my balls.
What the f**k would have happened if I didn't show up?!
“Alright boss,” Rollo nodded, dragging a shocked Natalia up the flight of stairs.
I let out a sigh and, with faltering steps, made my way to Annabelle's room. We needed to talk, this wasn't just about Natalia, that I could tell. Though she might be right about me going all soft on Natalia, a d
