Selina's POV.
I slam the door to my bedroom behind me, the echo shaking the walls like thunder. I pace in tight circles, my heels clicking violently against the marble floor. My hands are trembling with fury and I kick over a chair just to hear it crash.
"He's really doing it." I hiss to myself in the empty bedroom. "That bastard is actually kicking me out."
I press my palms to my temples, trying to stop my thoughts from spiraling. But it's useless. I saw it in Alessio's eyes this time: There was no softness left, no weakness to exploit. The door had been slammed shut. For good this time.
"All because of that i***t Dante!" I spit, spinning around to grab a glass off the vanity and hurl it against the wall. Shards scatter just like my plans. "He just had to go full lunatic! He brought t
