Chapter Seventy Two

Natasha's POV

"Have you killed any of them?" I asked as I poured Lorenzo another drink.

I had been nursing the same drink for the past two hours while I poured him.glass after glass of whiskey and wine.

His tongue was getting just a little loser but not enough to let his guard down.

I supposed I already knew this wasn't going to be an easy feat.

The man wasn't a billionaire by being soft.

"Once…" he said, his eyes going distant.

"Oh? Care to tell me the story?"

I asked, rubbing his chest with my palm.

He seemed to like the sensation of my palms on his chest because he smiled at me.

I smiled back, making sure I was as close to his face as possible.

"You ask too many questions Mia cara but for some reason, I love it." He said, his eyes Going cold for a second.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to learn more about you. Is that a crime?"

I asked in a soft feminine voice.

"No, no. My brothers have been there for me for a better part of my life and without them, I'd probably not be as fulfilled a