36. Disrespecting the boss

Jordan Miller

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I definitely didn't think my decision through.

I didn't think that he would groan out loud, attracting the attention of a lot of men around us. I paled, not expecting so many eyes to be on us.

The bastard must have seen the many people watching us and didn't want to come off as weak because he suddenly raised his hand to hit me. I froze, not knowing what to do. I waited for the hit, but suddenly, I was dragged behind someone.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? Do you have a death sentence?"

I breathed in relief, seeing that it was Lorenzo. He was officially my favorite. I didn't want to piss all the men in the house and have them hate me. I knew I wouldn't have reacted if he got to hit me because he was way stronger than me, and so were all the other men around me.

The man, who I'd never seen before this, replied in Italian and Lorenzo continued in the same language. I was agitated. I wanted to know what they were talking about. I managed to get the same wor