ALIONA'S POV
Ana scoffed. “I see you're parading yourself around my man, and my father,”
Anger roiled beneath my skin. I didn't want to put up with this, but she always left me no choice. I rested my hands against my hips. “Ana, I don't have time for this, I'm very busy…” I made to sidestep her, when she pulled me back.
“I'm not done talking to you. You have no right to walk out on me the f**k!” She snickered.
My nose flared. “Ana, the Glaciers have an upcoming match. Unlike you some of us need to work our fingers to the bone so everything would work fine,” I said in one rushed breath, my tone pensive. “Ana Carter, I don't care what you do or say. You can hate me as much as you want. As long as Julian Romero isn't hurt…” A small sad smile touched my face. Then, I continued, “I don'
