Ava was uncomfortable.
She was sitting sideways in front of Giovanni as he led the horse back to the manor on its reins. He wasn’t looking at her. But she could see the muscle on his jaw move as he clenched and repeatedly unclenched it.
If he was pissed at her or something, he didn’t say. In fact, the moment Luca disappeared out of sight, he never uttered another word.
“I think I’m slipping,” she said, and Giovanni grunted at this. She pursed her lips tightly as he adjusted her in her seat wordlessly.
He didn’t even give her so much as a glance.
The horse was galloping fast. By the time they had reached the manor, the sun had already disappeared from the sky, replaced by warm colors of pink and orange.
By the large oak doors, two of his brothers were waiting.
“Hey!” Leo greeted ent
