Pervert!

"Cuore mio?" his deep voice asked, icy blue eyes filled with alert and concern. He helped me stand straight with his arms firmly wrapped around me. "Are you all right, baby?"

I took a deep breath, his crisp scent filled my lungs. "What are you doing here?"

His guards definitely informed him.

As if my question didn't reach his ears as his eager gaze swept over my body, touching my arms. "Are you hurt?"

I shook my head, my anger suddenly diminishing. But I couldn't say the same for him as his head snapped to John. Crimson rage clouded over his dark eyes.

Before I could blink, his long lean fingers wrapped around John's throat, slamming him against the wall. "You touched my Sandra?" he snarled. "How fucking dare you!"

John's face paled, gaping at the towering enraged man before him while he struggled in Syl's death grip. The powerful knuckles that met his jaw made him let out a groan of pain.

Mason gasped while his mother and that girl stood at a corner clinging to each other in abs