/Edoardo's POV/
I always believed that a day couldn't have a perfect ending until today. What an epic moment to see Riccardo Mancini all furious. Seeing his girlfriend flirt with his enemy must be his nightmare come true. As I was buried deep in these thoughts, my phone rang. The caller ID made me smile even more. Without wasting any more seconds, I picked it up.
***O.T.P***
"Hey, Amorina," the beam never left my lips. But, it quickly turned to worry as I heard her hiccups. "Amorina, is everything okay?" I said, tapping my driver to go faster.
"He. . . . He is. . . he is. . ." she managed to speak between hiccups.
"What is it, Amorina?" My heart is about to leave my chest any time soon.
"Please. . . co. . . come. . . c. . .come. . . here," she whispered.
"Give me five minutes, okay?" I slightly moved the phone from my ear. "Can you drive fucking faster?!" I said in a voice that was audible to the driver before putting the phone back on my ear.
