They hardly spoke a word while they were riding in the limousine on their way back home. They didn't even finish the party they attended, after their intense conversation or rather, heated discussion about her talking to other men, he suggested leaving.
Secretly, Dana felt the tension beside her. She noticed from the corner of her eye that Franco had his eyes closed while his arms crossed over his chest. She wasn't sure if he was asleep or just had his eyes closed.
Since they got into the limousine, he hadn't spoken a word.
Dana sighed deeply before looking out the window. After a while, she couldn't help but furrowed her brow when she noticed that they weren't heading towards the mansion. They were going in a different direction.
Surely Franco wouldn't sell her? She knew he was mad at
