Ada POV
OK, I love him.
I’m done.
He’s the one.
He shut my mother down so many times, and expertly might I add.
She did not get away with a single thing. Not even touching her boobs, n*****s, lips and so many other disturbing acts she thought were flirty.
I don’t know about Dario, but I was nearly ready to hurl at least fifty times tonight, let alone climb over the table and pummel my mother into the ground for flirting with my husband.
I’ve been angry, frustrated, and every other emotion including resigned. But I have never ever wanted to punch her before. Never wanted to attack my own mother.
Now, my thoughts are… alarming.
Thankfully as soon as we finished our main meal Dario called the waitress over and asked for the bill. “My wife has a big day tomorrow.” He explained so
