Chapter 138

LORENZO’S P.O.V. Fear and panic were not feelings I was accustomed to. The first time I felt fear, I was a child, I had broken one of my father’s favorite vases and I knew it spelled trouble for me. I climbed into the bottom of my closet and I hid there for hours on end. The entire house was searching for me thinking that the worst had happened. I didn’t come out until the next day and when my father took his belt, it wasn’t because of the vase, it was because of how I reacted. Since then, fear had been nothing but a dull voice at the back of my mind. When Benito made me choose, I didn’t hesitate. It was always going to be my family over everyone else. Mac was obviously pissed, his brother came first but I didn’t care. He called and told them to release the girls and I had rushed out desperate to get to my wife. I had barely gotten to the car when Matteo got the call from Natalia. She was panicking and I could barely hear a word she said. She said something about Leo being gone and