Chapter 162

ISABELLA’S P.O.V. I gave him a bored look over. “Can we help you or do you just enjoy bothering us? I don’t know about you but right now it just seems exhausting, don’t you think?” I started to rise when I felt something cold against my thigh. “If you move, I will gut you like a fucking fish, sit the fuck down.” “I can have that knife in your own throat in seconds and you know it,” I shot back. “Even if for some reason you manage to get the knife into me, you are going to die as well. There are witnesses everywhere. You wouldn’t survive one second before you’re dead.” “I might be dead but Lorenzo would be sorry. Do you think he can live without you? I would like to experiment before you fall asleep?” “Fall asleep?” I asked and he glanced down at my drink with a smirk. I cursed because, at that exact moment, I started to feel very dizzy. It was a battle to keep my eyes open and I tried to discreetly pick up my phone to text Enzo but I couldn’t feel my fingers. “What the hell do you