Chapter Sixty Three

Lorenzo's POV

If there was one thing I found hot about Natasha was how calm and fearless she was in the face of danger. It was also equally scary how she'd been so calm.

Not many women put me on my toes the way Natasha did, hell! no woman had ever succeeded in putting me in my toes.

It was incredibly sexy yet scary.

Just who exactly was she?

The urge to know everything about her was beginning to consume me inside out.

I wanted to know everything about her. What she liked, what life in America was like for her. I knew she was a waitress and she lived in a shitty apartment back in the united states' but that was all I knew and I wanted more.

When the waiter that had served us had fallen to the ground with his brains splashing all over our clothes, I'd instantly known I was being targeted but by who?

I had several clues, probably some of my competitors in business but it didn't quite make any sense. Of course I had sent my men to scout the area but they were yet to report back.

I wat