*Alberto’s POV*
“Please have a seat.” I muttered sarcastically as Francisco sat on my bed.
He rolled his eyes before standing up abruptly and looking back at the bed with a scowl. He grumbled under his breath as he walked towards the couch. If he only knew…
“How long?” He questioned, squinting his eyes towards me as his hands clenched on his lap.
“How long what, Francisco?” I replied, crossing my arms.
“Have you been manipulating my daughter?” He growled, making me shake my head.
“Are you fūcking serious right now?” I gritted out before releasing a deep breath. “You know me. Be mad all you want, but you know I would never hurt my angel.”
“I don’t know shīt!” He shouted, standing up. “I know that my best friend, my brother, would have never messed with my daughter!”
“And that’
