DANTE'S POV
"Dante, wait, no—don't do anything stupid!" Aria yelled after me as I walked back into the house.
My mind was already set. I was going to beat Marco Valenti to a pulp.
How dare he lay his hands on her? How dare he give her a freaking scar?!
I was about to step inside the house when Aria pulled me backward with all her strength, causing me to stumble a bit before turning to face her.
"What are you doing? Do you want to get hurt?" I questioned her.
Why was she trying to stop me?
He had hurt her, for goodness' sake.
"Dante, listen to me!" she yelled.
"I don't need to hear another word. I'm going to kill that i***t for laying his hands on you."
"He didn't intend to. It was my fault," she said, her voice straightforward, trying to put me in line.
I wanted to laugh at the
