I SOLD IT

ADRIANA'S POV

Vincenzo raised a brow, a concerned look on his face. "Are you worried?" He asked.

Great to know that it was really obvious. All my previous run ins with Master LaRosa always resulted into one bad thing or another.

The last time, it ended up with me being shot after being kidnapped.

The man was bad news for me and I would rather not have a run in with him again.

"Tesoro" Vincenzo called out, ignoring the fact that his father was probably downstairs.

Something didn't sit right. Master LaRosa was probably aware that we were upstairs or something but he chose to remain downstairs and…wait?

"Do you think he knows we're here?" I asked, my voice slightly above a whisper.

Vincenzo shrugged, his expression passive. "Oh he knows" He confirmed.

That alone made me feel more uneasy. "Then why won't he come upstairs?" I whispered back.