/Edoardo's POV/
After witnessing Amorina opening her legs for that dickhead to taste her, I knew I needed to do something. She must be thought that it was a good idea to piss me off and get away with it. I know I've made some mistakes but that doesn't give her a right to let him touch her.
"What's wrong, son?" Dad sat beside me taking a whiskey. To be honest he was the only one from the family who supported me. Mom has turned her back on me along with her son. But I couldn't summon a care.
"Everything is wrong," I gulped my whiskey, "Amorina is not with me!"
"I have a plan, son," I looked at him half amused, "Riccardo's father is going to be here anytime soon. And you know he is not a fan of their relationship,"
"Because he tried to rape her!"
He let out a sharp breath, "Sometimes, we need to take the wrong road. And I assume you tried it too,"
I nodded, "Yeah, I did. I hate myself for it,"
