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Isabella 57

My hands were on the table as I watched the man in front of me eat. I thought I hadn't caught what he had said, but I knew I had heard him well.

"Huh?"

name looked at me and continued eating. He was the only one with an appetite between the both of us.

I chuckled and it surprised me. It was the least he had expected from me.

"I don’t understand,” I replied and he dropped the cup of coffee on the table.

“If you truly love him, you would leave him alone. You have no idea who he is, He is a lot more than the eye meets and I’m sure he is making it seem that he is a good person,” He explained further. "I am his father, I know my son very well."

“But sir, how does—seriously. I don’t understand,” I shook my head. This wasn't what I had expected when I was whisked away for a talk.

“Please call me Vito, did you know that Damien was in the military? Have you guys ever encountered dark cars following you?” He asked and my head went back to the vacation. I remembered those cars clea