Rosana fought everything.
The overwhelming sensations. The tightening at the bottom of her stomach. The knot in her chest. The anger. The hate. The jealousy.
She got angry and jealous whenever Sergio was with his Mistress and soon realized that. Why was she there? What was she doing there? Rosana wondered angrily. This was her introduction, Sergio would've respected that and kept her away!
Damn him!
Sergio and Enzo had returned to the hall. While one had a cold-blooded look on his face, the other looked like he was going to tear the walls down.
"And there is the b@stard!" Enzo gritted, glaring daggers at a man who stood at the other end of the hall with a lady dressed in Red. "Grasso Romon!"
"Invite him over" Sergio ordered and Enzo did as told. He couldn't hide his hate for the man
