Chapter Fifty-Four: Gift

"I'd rather not dine with you, Matteo-"

I say and grab my bag, ready to leave, but the sever pointedly blocks my body; when I move to the right, he follows, and when I move to the left, he also moves to the left without missing a beat.

"Sit down, Olivia, before I have my men pin you to the chair."

"God! What do you want, Matteo?"

"It's more of what you want, Olivia. You are here on a date after my warning; you either don't care about his life, or you are far too selfish."

"What?"

“Look outside the window, cara.”

I follow his words and watch as Stanley struggles to explain his predicament to a group of men who seem in charge of towing his car; as his back is turned, more seem to surround him without his knowledge.

"Keep playing these games, and you might get the poor bastard killed."

"Don't you dare?"

I say as I push the waiter aside to move past him, but Matteo grabs my hand before the waiter can use his body to block me.

"Let go of me."

"Do you really think leaving me for