*VINCENZO*
The kiss was sweet but short-lived as the door to her room opened and rushed footsteps made my sweet Adeline retreat and hide her face in the nook of my neck. I wanted to yell at anyone who dared to disturb our moment, but I knew better. It was a hospital, and my Della seemed too shy suddenly, so I pulled her to my body, closer, savoring the warmth of her body. At least she was safe with me.
My gaze went to the entrance, and I noticed John stepping in, wearing that same broken expression that had become all too familiar lately. Bloodied shirt clinging to his frame, he hung his head, heavy with the burden of my wrath. "I'm sorry, Boss," he mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper. "I let you down. I let Ms. Adeline get hurt. If you want to take my life, it's in your hands." He
