•Innocence•

•65• Twist •

Leonardo's POV

Finally entering the lavish restaurant my eyes skim over everyone in the room looking for Antonio. Who I finally my lay eyes on, sitting in the corner of the room at a booth seat.

Perfect.

He knew just how I liked it, private. A place that would have the lowest chance of an eavesdropper, but not only that it was out the way of everyone else. It was almost peaceful.

I had noticed earlier that Arabella was acting a bit off, she is more quiet than usual. Almost like she was deep in thought. She is so bad at hiding something so instead of pushing it I was just going to wait until what ever was wrong came out on its own.

I know my girl too well.

Antonio was seated in a chair in front of the booth seats, so I ended up guiding Ara to the booth and letting her slide in before me.

I clear my throat. "So how is things?" I ask more so about business, to which he nods for a response.

Antonio is a man of a few words but this is what makes him a great second in command. He has his own morals, but his loyalty has lied with me since the day I took over this cartel.

But having someone like him on my team, he's smart and strategic, but his best quality is that he works alone. Which saves me the stress of having to worry about a big mouth. Hence to why I've been at the top of the pyramid for so long.

"il nostro team ha scoperto alcune notizie cruciali riguardanti tuo fratello minore." My eyes slightly widen to his words, I didn't know how to react, it's been so long I've been searching for him, and he's finally been found. (our team has discovered some crucial news, regarding your younger brother.) .

I can finally put my brother to rest.

But something was telling me I wouldn't like what was to be said next. Especially the second when Antonio sat up in his seat, adjusting his posture.

The room around me suddenly felt tense, almost as if the walls were moving in on us, the anticipation was killing me.

Arabella had now noticed the shift in the atmosphere, her hand joined with mine under the table, giving me a reassuring squeeze. To which I couldn't return. Just frozen in my place with shock.

I glanced over towards her, her other hand fiddling with her skirt, her bottom lip tucked in between her teeth.

Moving my attention over to Antonio again i gave him a look, telling him to continue I knew he knew more.

"Signore, mi scuso per quello che devo dire in seguito, ma il suo corpo è stato trovato a casa dei genitori del suo fidanzato." He sighed. (sir, i apologise for what I must mention next, but his body has been found in your fiancé's parents house.)

After hearing this information realisation and anger washed over me. I just knew I had to get up and take a break before I did something I regretted.

"Stay with Arabella, I will be right back." And with that I rushed off towards a bathroom.

Storming into the room, I rushed to the sink, twisting the tap and splashing cold water on my face. When I'm angry I become very hot and bothered.

I already knew I had to make peace with what happened, I couldn't afford to lose my temper at Arabella, because her parents abused her, used her and did every evil thing to her under the sun.

and just from that information alone I knew this had nothing to do with her. She would never even have the guts to participate in something like this.

And even if she knew about it she wouldn't be able to contain her self, the guilt would bite at her that's just the person she is. And surely she would have told me. Right?