Chapter Six
SANTE
After Rena slammed the door behind me, I pressed my hand on the knob and counted down from ten to calm my temper. Savio had to deal with chasing women with McKayla; that was something I never had or would do. The second he called to inform me about her being out with her friend that day about Greco’s men, things in my life shifted. Rena was the cause and sometimes, I hated to admit, the cure. I turned the knob, walked in, and saw her pacing the floor with her hands balled up into fists. I sighed, loosened my shirt, and moved in closer to the couch to temper down any frustrations before another war unleashed.
“I got a call you escaped.”
“As an adult, I don’t need to escape my apartment.”
“Until things are clear with our enemies. you have to be protected.”
“Why? I don
