Chapter Seventy-Eight.
“You could have f*****g warned me about this!” Leon growled up at the Dovizioso family, before wrapping his arm around Safron’s shoulder as she stared out into space, unshed tears pooling in her beautiful eyes.
Eva glanced up at Marco with a look on her face which could only be translated as ‘I told you so’.
“We needed to verify Belloni’s story before telling you both. He could have been blowing sunshine up our arses in order to get to her. Plus, there was the issue of her father,” Ric stated, unapologetic for his role in this.
“Not yet,” Marco growled at his son in Italian, shaking his head. He was certain the news of who Safron’s father was would tip the terrified girl over the edge. Then turned back to Leon.
“Ricardo is correct. I needed his story about
