“What are you doing here?” Umberto asked. Did he really have to scare the shit out of his fiancée a few days before their wedding? Before things could get entertaining, the door to the bedroom opened and Aria walked out. I had a feeling that he wanted to start a fight as much as I did. “Her virtue is safe with my brother, don’t worry.” “They aren’t married yet,” he said like that was news to me. He was at least four inches smaller than me, and no matter how good of a knife fighter he was, I’d cut him open with my blade before he could even blink. Not that I would need him to stop the old guy. Umberto started to head toward the door but I blocked his way. As expected, Gianna stayed beside the door to her sister’s bedroom. Liliana obeyed at once and walked toward her bodyguard. It’s been too long since I had a good fight. Of course the old man caught it and his fingers moved a bit closer to his knife holder.ĭo it, old man. Romero rolled his eyes behind Umberto’s back and I smirked. Was he worried I’d hurt them? If that were my intention, they definitely wouldn’t be standing next to me unscathed. “Gianna, Liliana, come here,” he said sharply. The old man still hadn’t forgiven me for insulting his wife three years ago. The door to the suite swung open and Umberto stepped in, sending a glare my way. “What are they talking about?” Liliana asked.

Luca won’t rip Aria’s clothes off before the wedding night.” This girl really didn’t know what was good for her. I gripped her hand again before she could piss off Luca even more. The door fell shut and Gianna stalked toward it. Scuderi would have given Aria to him years ago he definitely wouldn’t care if Luca sampled her goods a few days before the wedding.

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