Luciana's POV
Michael’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor. His eyes darted between Romano and me, confusion simmering in their depths, before finally settling on my face.
"Something wrong?" Romano demanded, looking between us before snatching the tray from Michael’s hands. He moved to shut the door, but Michael blocked it with a hand, his gaze still glued to me.
I sensed something ridiculously dramatic was about to unfold.
"Luciana?" he called, his voice low and soft. The tone instantly earned him a meaningful glare from Romano.
Michael pushed past Romano, who stood frozen, his eyes trailing Michael as he walked toward me.
"I can't believe you could hit me hard in the head like that, but... I know I deserved it for all what I did to you." He paused, now standing directly before me, hi
