Not your punishment

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Matteo lost balance, crashing to the ground with his butt, while Guilia rushed to help him. Dante glared at her with a frown, and she backed away. He grabbed Matteo, who was still trying to gain balance, but I rushed towards them.

“Next time you see my daughter or wife, you will learn to walk away as fast as you can. If you’ll still have legs to walk,” he said, going in for another blow.

“Dad, why are you doing this?” Guilia cried out.

“Because he is an asshole who goes around trying to rape people’s wives.”

I grabbed his hand before he could hit Matteo for the third time, causing him to glance at me with his face scrunched up.

“Dante, please, he is not worth your time!”

I held onto Dante’s hand, which was raised and cupped in a fist. He paused for a while, releasing Matteo with a hard push on the ground.

For a moment, Guilia stood still, staring at Matteo, who was fighting to wipe away his bloody face. The weight of the news was too heavy, and it seemed she couldn’t come to t