Chapter 192

Luciano's POV

My eyes blinked incessantly when I realized that I had shot Massimo. I lost the firm grip I had on my gun and I didn't bother picking it up when it fell.

This wasn't me. I was always in control and never scared of killing. Seeing dead bodies and weak people plead for mercy before I cut off their heads or pulled a bullet through their heads was fun for me. So why did this feel different?

I didn't regret any action I took but right now, I felt like turning the hands of time so I could make things right.

I walked briskly towards him to know if he was still breathing but since he laid on his face, I couldn't risk it. Arianna who looked like she was about to faint held my hands while I dragged her away from him.

If I couldn't do anything for Massimo, then I could channel my help towards Arianna and her son.

"I feel so weak," She whispered and rested her head on my shoulder.

"You'll be fine," I grumbled and she nodded.

Her unsteady steps slowed me so I placed her on ba