Ludovico stopped his steps without being able to control his nerves, Marcos' face was a mask of absolute cruelty, he looked everywhere trying to ask someone for help, although he knew that no one would help him, because even the bodyguards were afraid of his nephew, so his only way out was to try to convince him that it was an unpremeditated act, only then he could avoid being beaten, however, his posture did not bode well.

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