Aftermath

[Massimo’s POV]

I stare at the area around me, taking in the casualties from that bastard Knight’s rescue mission. Beside me, I can feel Giovani stewing and can't help but feel amusement toward him being one-upped by someone he thought he was better than.

“Useless,” he hisses, kicking one of the bodies. "All utterly useless."

“Then isn’t it better that they’re dead?” I ask before turning my gaze to Fernando. “Anyway, the one who benefits from losing such shitty guards is that one there.”

Remaining silent, Giovani turns his gaze to the man, who is too damn calm considering what just happened. For a moment, I find myself wishing I knew what he was thinking, but then decide that it isn’t any of my business.

“What do you plan to do now to save this alliance?” I ask Giovani conversationally.

“You’re going to get that girl back,” he responds easily. "Otherwise, you will be held accountable for what happened.”

“Me?” I repeat, raising a brow. “And how is this my fault?”

“Because you had her i