"Shut up, woman!" growled Dante. Jenica lifted an eyebrow as he fixed his gaze on her.
She couldn't help but smirk in response to the murderous intent in his stare. "Why? Did I say something wrong?" she asked pretending to think things over.
A smug smile appeared on her cherry lips, and she licked it, plumping and shining under the lights. Jenica didn't realize Alex was looking at her lips when she was tormenting Dante. He had a peculiar look on his face that seemed to promise punishment.
Dante had his fists clenched and was going to yank her when Alex spoke, "Don't think about it, Antonete."
"Mr. Fuego ---"
Alex cast a piercing gaze at Dante. "If you don't want me to make your sister crawl in hell, don't think you can hurt this woman. She's mine." He said with a sneer. "You saw what
