Luciana's POV
I froze, every muscle locking, a cold shiver ripping down my spine. My jaw went slack. My mind recoiled, rejecting the words he'd just uttered.
"What..." My voice was a tight, choked sound. I swallowed the thick bile of anxiety. "What did you just say?" I demanded, my gaze boring holes into him.
"Romano and his men attacked us at the school..."
"What about my son?" I didn't let him finish; the surge of primal fear gripping my veins cut the air. "Where is he?" The volume of my own voice startled me.
"Mom..."
A light, beautiful voice boomed through the room. I instantly turned, seeing my son dash toward me.
I dropped the glass and the bottle, the sounds absorbed by the rug, and sank to one knee, meeting him at his level. I pulled him into a fierce, suffocating hug, my e
