Luciana's POV

Every muscle in my body locked at the sight of the gun pointed at me. The determination glinting in his eyes made my insides quiver. I swallowed the bile rising in my throat, my gaze fixed on him, too terrified to look away even for a second—he could shoot me.

“What makes you think you can trust Stefano? Do you have that much confidence in him?” I demanded, trying to dissuade him.

“Of course I can. He isn’t someone who would betray me. If he did, I’d blow his brains ...