Vincenzo's POV:
Can't being able to see my girl in another man’s arms, I left the party hall and went to the washroom. I came here early to see my baby but the second I saw her, I knew I was wasted. I wished that she hadn’t worn a red or black saree but here my baby girl came wearing a red transparent saree and a black sleeveless blouse which made me go insane. Seriously, did she hear my wish last night, and to take revenge she came here in that?
I couldn’t help but register her look in my brain in just a couple of seconds. My body automatically heated up seeing her under the party lights in that transparent saree. Why does she always look like a goddess whenever she wears a saree? And, I know her wearing a saree in front of me will only lead to disaster like both the times before. And
