Vincent's POV Briefly, my thoughts are so wild that I don’t know what to do first. My world is being pulled through the door, yanked further away from me, and I feel the gravity of my center leave with her. Renzo is already messaging all the capos, those who have driven the girls back home are returning, and those outside have their guns pointed at Barone’s man. They won’t shoot though, in the small amount of time that they have been at the club, it is evident to all of them how precious this woman is to their boss. No one is willing to miss the man and hurt the doctor. The light of reason grows like an expanding lung as I take my first breath in, and in those seconds I grab whatever ideas I can to get Chiara back in my arms, then like an explosion I am thrown into the blackout of my min

