Salvatore
I stood behind a pillar by the stairs, watching the party unfold. Men whispering and women answering in whispers to what I assume to be a date under the sheet later that night. Others' faces were tight faced, piercing horrible gazes at their opponents whilst seeming uninterested in everything going on.
Aunty Ann and Gilbert spoke in hush tones. I saw as she continuously shook her left leg under the table vigorously and checked the watch in her wrists. It is almost time. I guess we both have one thing in common tonight. We were waiting for the same thing
I saw Vittorio raise his hands to Ziyana's back, massaging it gently while Stefano held her thigh in place. I knew what they were planning to do. Knowing Red, she might writhe too much and call attention to herself, hence the
