There was just no elegant way to get out of a situation that included your wife and the woman you love, especially not when those were two different people.
Instinctively, Matteo wrapped his arm around Aurora and pulled her closer, even though she was trying to subtly fight against him.
“Emma, what are you doing here?” he asked, trying to sound casual, while his eyes were scanning their surroundings to see if King Riccardo’s men were hiding in the bushes. So far, he couldn’t detect any movement.
“Me? What are you doing, Matteo? Or should I rather ask, who are you doing?” she spat, pointing at the woman next to him. “When you made me promise to stay away from her, I should have asked the same of you.”
“Maybe I should leave,” Aurora mumbled and tried to pry his fingers off her waist, bu
