***WARNING | TORTURE SCENE AHEAD***
*Leo’s POV*
I watched Carlos take my wife with him, allowing me to sigh in relief. I know she is as much the boss as I am, but I didn’t like her doing or being part of the dirty work. That was why she had us.
I turned to Marcelo, silently ordering him to get my sister out of here. He nodded, reaching for Lala, who crossed her arms and lifted her chin in defiance. He briefly looked at me as I looked away so he could do what he had to do. I wasn’t completely fine with them yet, but I had to admit he knew how to take care of my stubborn sister. And right now, I was willing to turn a blind eye, as I’m sure Samuel would.
“Don’t you fūcking think about it!” Lala shouted before screāming at Marcelo. “I’m not going anywhere. Put me down! Se non mi abbatti,
