(VALENTINO'S POV)
The way they turned around when they saw me… I swear, I had to do a double take.
Angelo and Raffaele looked like I'd just walked out of a goddamn horror movie. I even glanced behind me, half expecting a ghost to be hovering there, because the way they froze was just… weird as fuck.
I step closer, studying the look on their faces, trying to read them.
"What were you two talking about?" I ask, my tone sharp. "And why were you going on about something you're not gonna tell me?"
They glance at each other, and I immediately see it in the way they hesitate, shift, stammer, and stutter.
Whatever they were talking about seemed serious, and they really don't wanna let me know.
Angelo coughs, clears his throat nervously, and then laughs awkwardly. "It's… nothing, Val. Really."
I narrow my eyes. "It's not nothing. You both froze like someone just threw a grenade at your feet."
