章 33: An Insensitive Bastard

The red hair woman's frantic voice pulled me out of my fright.

"Sasha! What is going on here?!" She spat out from the middle of a swarm of men, arranged at all sides.

Ferrari's hands fell to my waist, he erected himself, so that he was towering over me from behind.

"I should be asking you that. Just why the hell were you pointing a gun to my special guest?" He asked.

She scoffed, "Special guest? I thought he was a hostage! You know damned well that we don't let outsiders into the home."

"I don't care about your rules." He hardened his voice. "I was certain I made myself very clear with Viktor. Anyone who poses a threat to him, answers directly to me." He signalled the men to draw back their weapons.

"Even if that person is you, Natalia, I'm not going to hold back." He threatened, being the first person who didn't address her by that title.