Massimo curled his arms around her, engulfing her completely in his muscular chest.
He doesn't know the reason for her tears yet, but he's already devising ways to dismember whoever caused it.
If it's not him, then no one else has the right to make her eyes wet.
He knows she's not a weakling — Violette La Rosa is far different from regular women, but she fact that this is the second time she's crying in his arms makes him want to cage her away from the world and be the only one to witness her tears and pet her forever.
As sick as that might sound, he doesn't care. Maybe because he has grown accustomed to the feel of her crying in his arms.
Violette cried to her heart intent before letting go of him, and when she saw she has soaked his shirt with her tears, she gasped.
"I'm.. I'm sorr
