LUCIANO SIN RUSSO
I returned to my room, my anger boiling and threatening to spill. I was a fuming mess.
“f**k,” I cursed out as I paced the room anxiously. My emotions were all over the place, making it impossible for me to stay still or even try to collect my thoughts.
Violet’s words echoed in my head. How she threatened to escape haunting me.
I needed to now pay even closer attention to her. I couldn’t allow her slip through my fingers again. Not now, not ever.
A grunt escaped my lips as I looked around me again. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I realized how much of a mess I looked like. My whole mind was a mess and it seemed like my body decided to follow its footsteps.
I couldn’t sleep that way. I knew myself a bit too much when it came to matters like that. I was simp
