A deafening silence immediately enveloped the room, the second Laura pushed the door open to spot her husband to be and his father’s wife together, in a quite compromising postion.
With a light exhale, she took her first step in, watching the silence grow into an awkward one. She looked at them, Luciano slowly withdrawing his hands from Violet’s body to then sit back, Violet forcing a chuckle.
But that was barely enough to get rid of the obvious tension in the air. They had both gotten caught and they knew it.
Pressing her lips together, Laura turned to look at Luciano, refusing to have herself utter even a single word to him. He apparently had the same plans as he didn’t even look up to her, his gaze fixed on every other place in the room but her face.
Forcing a smile, she walked tow
