Mila felt the sting of jealousy when she hugged Luca, placing a kiss on his cheek. When she finally moved her hands from him, she looked at Mila. She could clearly see the empathy in her eyes when Brunette looked at her, but Mila didn't like her either and even though she was smiling at her, Mila knew she didn't like her as well.
"Oh Luca, you haven't presented me to the young lady."
Mila raised her brows, not really interested in knowing anything about her.
"I am his wife, he should present you to me, young lady."
She surely shut her mouth with those words and Luca was surprised. He knew she was feisty, but not that she was brutally feisty. He smiled, wrapping his hand around Mila's waist, pulling her closer to him. He didn't have to do that, but he wanted to feel her closer and, ev
