OLIVIA
The brass doorknob violently struck the wall, cracking the plaster. The heavy wooden door flew wide open, letting the harsh corridor light spill directly into the dark guest suite.
"What the f**k is going on in here?!"
Bruno stood in the doorway. His chest heaved with explosive, erratic breaths. His dark eyes darted wildly between me and his father, burning with absolute suspicion and rage.
My blood turned instantly to ice. I violently yanked my skirt down my thighs, my hands shaking so hard I could barely grip the fabric. I stepped quickly away from Antonio, putting two feet of space between us.
"Are you completely insane?" I fired back, raising my voice to mask the sheer, paralyzing terror gripping my throat. "I was looking for my luggage!"
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