OLIVIA
Antonio descended the stairs, the heavy thud of his leather shoes echoing over the persistent ringing in my ears.
He didn't even spare a glance at his son; instead, his hazel eyes locked onto me. "Come here, Olivia."
I scrambled to my feet, my knees shaking as the cold air from the ceiling vents hit my sweat-drenched skin.
Before I could move, Bruno stepped into my path and grabbed my upper arm, his fingers digging deep into my flesh. "She stays right here. She's my wife."
A hot rush of adrenaline spiked through my blood, giving me the strength to swing my free arm and slap his hand away with a loud, violent crack.
"Don't you ever touch me again!" my voice ripped through my sore throat.
Bruno blinked, his entire posture going completely stiff.
I pointed a trembling finger i
