Chapter Seventy Two

OLIVIA'S POV

"Hi." Maria came to stand in front of me.

"Hello." I gave her once over, wondering what he wanted from now.

Ever since Natasha disappeared with Lorenzo, she'd been nothing but pestering and I was not a fan of pests.

"Yeah, I was just wondering if you've heard from Natasha lately."

"I have not." I answered with Zero facial expression on my face.

The lack of emotions on my face must have scared her because she took a step back.

"Aren't you worried about her?" Maria asked wide eyed.

"Nope," I said simply.

"But she's your friend!" Maria protested.

She was finding it hard to believe how much I didn't care about any of this and it made me want to laugh.

She was friends with Natasha not me and I wasn't under any obligation to tell her where she was. Besides, I knew Natasha was fine. She was in Sicily with that asshole, Lorenzo.

The loser had kidnapped her just so he could fuck her.

If Luca hadn't told us not to kill anyone but Hell, I would have put a bullet or two in Lorenzo's