Nestore's POV
"Hey princess, look at me, you're safe now, I promise," Her father said, pulling me in his arms.
"These people don't get to do anything to you, you're you, you're a Falcone and I want you to always remember that even if no one else does, I'm right behind you," He said, running his hands down her back.
I watched and let the guards drag Nevio and me away.
"Shall we go back home? I'm sorry I let these bastards disrupt our date," he apologized, and that was the last thing I heard before the door was slammed shut in our faces.
"f**k!" I screamed, punching the air, but the pain in my legs had me rooted to the ground.
"I—I feel like I'm going to die from the pain in my legs, Nestore," Nevio groaned, his eyes filled with pain.
Swear beaded down my forehead as I picked up my p
