/Riccardo's POV/
I don't know for how long I've slept, but Eliana is gone and I'm alone in my office. I tried to call her, however, her phone was off. I called her office and they said she hasn't shown up since this morning. With a last hope and definitely rage, I dialed Edoardo.
***O.T.P***
"To what do I owe this?" his tone was kind of mocking. And I felt the remorse right away.
"Where is Eliana?"
"In my bed. Why?" I curled my fist. "Do you have something to say to her?"
"Give her the phone!" I rubbed my face.
"As her fiance, I think you should talk to me,"
"Just give her the damn phone!"
"She just fell asleep, Riccardo. I can't wake her up. Plus, she is kind of sore," I knew what he was trying to do. Well guess what, two can play this game, bitch.
"I must've went hard on her," it was my turn to smirk.
