~Tiara
My eyes widened as Giovanni dragged me by the arm through the hallway. His grip was tight enough to hurt, And at the same time, it was firm enough to let me know there was no escaping him. I stumbled slightly, trying to keep up with his long strides. What was he doing? What had gotten into him?
Since the day we got married, Giovanni had always been calm and composed—calculated, yes, but never this unhinged. My heart raced as I tried to understand the sudden shift in his behavior.
“Giovanni, what’s wrong with you, why are you doing this?” I finally managed to ask, my voice shaky but demanding.
“Wrong?” He glanced over his shoulder, a smirk on his lips. “Nothing’s wrong, sweetheart. You should get used to this weirdo, though. This is the side of me you’ll be seeing every day
