Stefano
The minute she’s gone, I throw the desk over. I want to smash everything in sight. She never loved me. She played me. Ruined me.
Leo watches, silent at first. “Want me to take care of her?”
“No.”
Even as angry as I am, as broken and betrayed and f*****g insane as I am, I could never harm Corey.
“I’m not sure you really have the perspective necessary to make this call.”
I throw myself at Leo, cut off his air as I shove him up against the wall. “You don’t ever question my judgment. Not on this. Not on anything. Capiche?”
“Yeah. Got it, boss,” Leo says quickly.
I storm out, because if I stay, I’m going to kill the guy. I go up to our suite—my suite—f**k!—and I immediately know it was a mistake.
The place smells like her. Reminds me of her. Slays me.
I go on a rampage, throwi
