My eyes remained fixed on Rosalina, pinning her in place under my relentless gaze. I watched her throat move as she swallowed hard, her composure faltering beneath the scrutiny.

"I'm sorry," she murmured with a quick, nervous smile before hanging up the call.

"So... you haven't given me a proper answer yet," I said, a slight, knowing smirk touching my lips.

"Ah, no... yes, I mean—" She paused, catching her breath and forcing her shoulders back. "I mean, I would never do anything to hurt him. Don Sullivan is the only family I have left, so..."

Her words trailed off as her phone began to buzz furiously again in her...