Angel Vinci Souza Pov
"I heard the noise of broken glass so I came to check if you are doing okay?" My eyes slant to the skimpy dressed Ciara who couldn't hide the scowl on her face. Did I ruin something? Of course since she entered into this house her schemes, and plans were evident from the start.
Her pitiable desire to claim Salvatore is glaring but he can't see his childhood friend for who she truly is; the conniving little demon.
"The thing is..."
"Not you, I was talking to my husband." I shut her up. Her nostrils flare but she masks it up with a soft smile.
"Ciara had a bad dream and she had no water in her room. The maid forgot to refill the jars. I got her a glass of water but she was still shaken up in fright and mistakenly dropped it and in the process her dress
