Damien's POV
"¡Te dije que esto iba a pasar! Anoche no pudiste resistirte a tu hermosa esposa, ¡les diste plantón a los hombres! (I told you this was going to happen! You couldn't resist your beautiful wife last night, you stood the men up!)" Salvatore said as soon as his gaze fell on me. I walked slowly towards them in the middle of the seat, clad in my nightwear. "What was he doing so early?" I asked myself as I yawned, bringing my palm to cover my mouth.
"¡Cállate! ¡Eso no fue lo que pasó! Y no creo que merezcas saber lo que pasó. (Shut up! That's not what happened! And I don't think you deserve to know what happened)." I quickly tried to swerve him off the topic, but he made a little chuckle and that made me puzzled.
"What's going on in your mind? Why are you giving me such a laugh
