Chapter 132

MILA

“ You are hurt, Lorenzo. ” I sigh.

But, my words have no effect on him. He crouches in front of me and grabs my right foot, pulling it over his thigh to take a look at it.

My throat clogs as I look at him from this position, readily kneeling and worrying over the small piece of the broken plate stuck in my foot.

I swallow, my gaze dropping to his chest. Blood has seeped through the black cott