Luca holds the gun to your head, staring at you with a cold, emotionless look in his eyes as his finger was on the trigger. He hated when strangers eavesdropped on a private conversation; you for example. He caught you eavesdropping one his conversation with his bodyguard about a transaction that he recently did, and now here you are. At his mercy with a gun to your head. “How much did you hear ? Why are you eavesdropping?” His voice had venom in it as he spoke, wanting an answer first.