The confrontation was interrupted by the arrival of Marco, Dante's younger brother. Unlike Dante's cold demeanor, Marco's danger was masked by charm and easy smiles.
"Ladies," he said, his eyes taking in their tense postures. "Not playing nice, are we?"
Victoria immediately transformed, her grip loosening as she turned a brilliant smile toward Marco. "Just getting to know our new friend better."
Marco's gaze lingered on Elena's wrist, where Victoria's fingers had left red marks. "My brother wouldn't be pleased to see his property damaged."
The word 'property' stung, but Elena kept her expression neutral. "I'm fine."
"Good." Marco offered his arm with exaggerated gallantry. "Because I've been instructed to bring you to the main house. Dante wants a word."
Victoria's face tightened wit
