31 A little child?

Alejandro's POV It had been three days since Romeo and Marilyn were put in the cell. I tried not to worry or overthink it, but it was difficult. That morning, I took a cool bath and dressed up before ordering that food be given to the prisoners. I had contemplated never giving them food, but that would mean death, not when I needed them to finish what they started. Afterwards, I left the mansion and headed straight to the club. As I entered, I noticed people whispering and stealing glances at me. I couldn't hold it in any longer and approached two girls who were whispering to each other and staring at me, obviously. "What is going on?" I asked the girls who shivered, and went mute immediately. "Excuse me?" The girls asked, and avoided sharing eye contact with me. "What are you two talking about? Why were you staring at me?" I asked, and they both gulped audibly, and I noticed how pale and nervous their faces looked. "We are sorry, It's nothing important though" The