The door to a room opened, and Donnero pushed Rico inside without any mercy, which led the latter to stumble on his own feet and land on the ground.
He whimpered as he held his elbow, which had hit the hard floor painfully.
"Who was that man?" Donnero questioned as he towered over him.
Rico's attention was still on his injured elbow, and he didn't hear what Donnero said.
Donnero leaned forward. "I'm talking to you!" he bellowed, finally gaining Rico's attention as the latter shook on the ground.
"He's no one," Rico replied, tears filling his eyes. "Don't hurt him."
Donnero cocked his eyebrows, clearly amused.
"I never said I was going to. But maybe I will," he responded. A smirk stretched on his lips, satisfied with the way Rico's face paled at his words.
Donnero straightened once again, standing at his full 6'4 height while Rico tried to stand up.
