Chapter 40
Salvatore
She stepped into the office looking messy. From her face, to her hair to her clothes. From my sideview,I noticed Stefano shaking his legs vigorously, he wasn't saying anything but I could tell he was angry and was barely holding his anger.
“You gat to be kidding me,” he muttered.
Vittorio on the other hand didn't react, he just watched everything with observation.
She held her backpack in one of her hands and fisted the other. Her brows were furrowed in a frown. She closed the door behind her but didn't walk in properly. Dropping the bag, she hugged herself lazily, refusing to meet our eyes. Compared to the fiery Ziyana I knew, she appears to be tired and broken. Whoever tried this s**t with her has some nerves and they'll regret doing it.
“I…I'm sorry about tod
