Lorenzo's POV

　　Alessio moved away from me with a smirk plastered on his face after tying me to a chair.

　　Let the real games begin.

　　"You're not so high and mighty now, boss. It was a dumb move coming here all by yourself; that is so unlike you," he said.

　　I ignored him. My gaze was fixed on Stefano.

　　"My… you're in dire need of a haircut, Stefano, you look like a fucking girl."

　　"I know, right? But no thanks, Genevieve ...