He doesn’t know when to stop, clearly likes living on the edge. I jump in fright as Alexi smashes the bottle on the floor between his feet. Throwing it down and he jumps up swiftly, glaring at his brother and says not one word. Just this terrifying silent mass of man looking like he wants to rip heads off as he breathes heavily and penetrates Gino’s skull with that colourless gaze. Gino continues grinning like a lunatic as my heart pounds through my chest. I swear I think I just had a heart attack. I sit stone still, afraid to move.

Alexi never loses his cool—EVER. Not like this; he...