Lorenzo's POV
Alessio leaves the room, returning shortly with Lucinda and his younger children.
Lucinda gasped in utter shock, drinking in her husband's new injured state. Their children were equally surprised.
"Lucinda Valentina, Gabriel are you all okay?" Michele asked.
"Yes, we're fine. You don't look so good." She asked, eyeing him up and down.
She tries running to her husband but Alessio holds her back. " Don't even think about it" he warns, pressing a gun to her temple as she froze immediately.
"No stop! Get that gun away from her immediately! Let go of my wife and children you bastard! Let them come to me. Leave them alone! Tell him to let them go please." he looks at me.
"Tell me who helped you Michele, then they can come to you." I said, still holding onto the empty wine bottle.
He hesitates mulling over his choice of telling me or not, like he's having an internal battle within himself.