Reckoning Hearts: A Mafia Romance of Retribution
8 - The
Alessio or calm down while she walks around. She is
mini market suddenly stopped her. The two bad guys look like they want to get back at their fri
nd. Is that the cute girl behind whom a
yelled. Don't bother me, or
he cheek. "Go ahead; there's nothing you can do." Someone c
we do to her so that we can achieve revenge because our friends
r?"In addition, this was done to get that person's attention, whose nam
round or-" Fr
ked, "Or what?" "Now you can't do anyth
a. This person may be trying to protect Francesca for his own reasons, or
ooked at the two bad guys with a direct, cold gaze. The thugs starte
guys who said, "
an didn
same lousy guy yelled, "Because I'm still kind to
alm face showed that she was very sure of herself. Others wer
woman didn't seem afraid when she saw the two bad guys. The woman's bravery and
quickly and hard in the blink of an eye. The thug was astounded by how quic
with knows who you are! "We're in cha
strike the two bad guys, and their counterattacks were easy to avoid. Heavy-hitt
his mystery woman showed h
her iron stick. She quickly riled up the two bad guys
"Hard
happened when they were terrible. They were pushed back and rolled around because
over a
venience store after being punished harshly by this mystery woman. Amazingl
ook. His eyes were as sharp as a tiger's, ready to attack anyone weak. Aft
surprised to see the girl there. She had seen him before,
sca. "You loo
small smile. Thanks a lot. Thanks for yo
thanks. They are no lo
eone to mess with. Francesca felt safe around him; som
to tell this unknown woman how grateful she was. She felt terrible about depending
would have happened that time without
the stillness. She also got a thank-you note from Francesc
his, no one will worry about you
e a ghost going away as the sunset. Francesca was happy to have
doesn't get why he would do that for her. Alessio's world still intr
afe. His grandma must have been at home, eagerly awaiting him. It was her usual
grandma is essential. Anxious feelings spread around the minimarket when Francesca's shift started. A big, fancy sports car stopped slowly in front of the door. From inside,