Domenico
I knew it was coming.
After Malfoy’s little stunt—trying to manipulate Chiara—an attack was inevitable. He had already given me a warning, but what I didn’t expect was that it would be today.
While Chiara was with me.
We had left the guards behind on purpose because of this. I didn’t want to attract attention or trouble while I was with her. But Malfoy just had to be a bastard.
The first bullet hit the hood of a car. Then another shattered the glass.
I sprang up from my wheelchair without hesitation and grabbed Chiara, dragging her behind the car.
I guessed the men were here because of me, and they proved it when they began firing directly at us.
“Down!” I barked, forcing her lower.
Abel and I pulled out our guns and returned fire, but there were too many of them for just
