āYou think sheās the f*****g threat?ā Dominicās voice was low abd thick. His eyes didnāt move. They didnāt need to. The way he said it alone made the air feel tight in their lungs. āShe just put your f*****g ribs back together and you still have the balls to doubt her?ā
Nobody answered.
Not Nico.
Not Matteo.
Not even Romano, who could barely breathe without his head wobbling like it was loose on his neck.
āNext time Iāll let you die.ā
āDom,ā Nicoās voice rasped, broken but pushing through. āItās not that f*****g easy for us.ā
He coughed. Winced. But forced it out anyway.
āYou donāt know whatās at stake.ā
Matteo groaned from the floor, trying to lift his head. āJust try and understand us. Please.ā
Dominicās head tilted.
Slow.
Like a wolf hearing its prey breathe under the snow.
