~ALEXANDRO POV~

I was becoming weak.

Too weak, because I couldn’t move. Every part of me wanted to pull the gun tucked under my seat and put a bullet straight through that motherfucker’s skull.

I didn’t care that we were in public. The fact that he dared to put his lips on what was mine made him a threat.

Antonio stood silently behind Lauren, who had frozen like she was waiting for an order. It was on the tip of my tongue, all I had to say was:

“End him. In the most painful way possible.”

But I didn’t. Mario was right. I was becoming soft. A fucking coward. And...