ROSINA
My heart throbbed in my chest as the door pushed open, and Lorenzo De'Russo walked in. Andrew was behind him, his hand wrapped around his arm.
At first, I thought I might have heard him wrong. But when he moved closer and walked toward her, I became flabbergasted and confused.
What did he think he was doing? He definitely wasn’t trying anything stupid right now, was he? I hoped not.
“She’s my woman; she has been even before your existence, and she will be handling almost everything starting now. Her rules are also your commands,” he instructed, his voice dripping with authority.
His gaze somehow held fury. “You must be kidding,” I told him, but he only smirked like he had control over everything.
“Not when I am damn serious about this particular one,” he scoffed, drawing her
