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Thalia

I instantly slammed the door close as soon as I saw the face of the visitor. However, the door didn’t close completely as he was able to place his foot on the gap before it could close.

“Oww,” he said in a small voice.

However, I didn’t show any mercy as I continually slammed the door on his foot, hoping the pain would be so unbearable that he’d have no choice but to retaliate his foot.

However, I forgot that he was in the mafia for a second; because the next thing I knew, he stopped my force with only one hand and opened the door.

“Thalia,” he said my name in such a familiar tone that it made me want to crumble.

But I knew better.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

“Thalia,” he repeated my name once more.

I heard small footsteps coming out way, causing my eyes to widen in surprise.

Shit.

Lucille.

I acted quick and pulled Luciano out of the vicinity of the house, slamming the door close.

I was holding onto his hand, and I