>>>Zabella’s POV <<<
I heard Antonio talking to someone and I threw some clothes on really quick. I was exhausted and I rubbed my eyes and yawned a bunch as I walked into the living room. There was another man sitting on the couch comfortably, talking with Antonio. I could smell his anger, but when he turned and looked me in the eyes, he instantly dropped in front of me to the floor. I was stunned and taken aback a little. No one had ever bowed to me, and definitely not with that level of submission.
"Please get up." I squeaked uncomfortably.
He slowly stood, looking absolutely shocked. His anger was replaced with curiosity and respect. "Luciano?" Antonio questioned him as he couldn't pull his eyes from me. It was almost a warning tone.
"Forgive me my Queen." Luciano
