Trish Brookes/Venezia:-
" Enzo, let me go. I am telling you to let me go, Enzo or you won't like the consequences." I screamed at my husband who won't let me go. I have been struggling to run out of his room for the last fifteen minutes but this hulk of a man won't let me go. His grip on me is gentle yet tight that no matter how much strength I use I can't get myself free.
" Belezza Rossa, enough. You have been trying that for the last fifteen minutes and by this time I know you have realized that it is useless." Lorenzo whispered in my ear " You are using a lot of energy which is not good for you or our baby. I brought you into my room, sorry our room, so you can rest. I am sure you must be tired after the flight and need to rest." he kissed my cheeks and laid me down on the bed gently.
