Violetta
I sank as low as I could against the floor in total submission, thankful I hadn't let my wolf out earlier. Had I done that, she would have clawed through the floorboards, certain she wasn't worthy of being on the same level as Ferrara.
Pathetic.
Ferrara guffawed, and my skin flushed with humiliation, while my mind raced. Why had he dropped by today? For three whole years, we hadn't seen each other, and it wasn't like he always came around when I wasn't at work. I lived right above the bar. I was always here, so he had over a million opportunities to come see me if he cared.
But knowing Ferrara, and his hatred for me, I figured he'd just left me here to rot with the bar.
I changed tactics, throwing myself at work and making sure the Confections bar turned around and began maki
