(Anastasia’s Point of View)
I didn’t know why I was being the bull's eye for the Mezzesalma brothers.
Now, I didn’t mind being preyed on by Enzo but when it came to Giovanni, his presence nonplussed me in a roguish way, it was different when I was being back into a corner by Enzo but with Giovanni, I just wanted to run like right now.
I had met him across a hollow entry. I bowed at him as he sneered and I tried to walk past him but he was abruptly hindering my route.
I looked up at him, trying not to meet his eyes. “Sir?” I voiced in bewilderment.
He tilted his head, reaching out to touch my face but I took a step away from him. He stared in utter amusement. “Did I frighten you that much last time that you’re willing to break every rule and flout me, little feline?”
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