*Giovani*
As soon as I had coaxed Olivia back to her room and shut the door behind her, my face darkened. I stormed down the hallway, my phone in my hand as I was already speed-dialing Gabriele back.
I hated to be delayed, but I could see the terrible expression Olivia had. She was shocked and riddled with guilt and fear for Dahlia, that was clear to anyone.
I didn’t even want to tell her at first, but I was shocked by the way she had threatened me. Hanging onto my legs and refusing to let go?
It was childish, but sweet.
But taking her with me was a whole different matter. There was no way I could find Dahlia when I was constantly worrying about Olivia as well.
I stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind me, and I turned to one of the guards I had set up. He stared at me, awaiting orders.
“Watch her. Make sure no one gets in or out,” I said, darkly.
