ISABELLA
I rushed toward Lorenzo, my tears streaming down my face like a faucet that wouldn't turn off.
The moment I reached him, I flung myself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
Lorenzo's men immediately surrounded us, forming a protective barrier around us.
Everyone in the room bowed their heads in respect as they caught sight of Lorenzo.
I buried my face in his chest, my body shaking with fake sobs. I was faking it, but I was also scared. Those men had frightened me, but I needed to make them regret their actions. I also wanted to make Emilio see how I was getting Lorenzo wrapped around my fingers.
Just like I thought Lorenzo held me tightly, patting my hair and whispering soothing words into my ear.
"Shh, Mia. It's okay. I have got you." He pulled back and looked around the room, his eyes narrowing.
"This is my wife's workplace. I won't have it destroyed." He glared at Domenico and the rest.
"We will talk about this later, Domenico," he announced
