Viola
I thought shopping was going to make me feel happy but it didn't. My thoughts kept going back to what Aurora had told me. My mind decided to punish me by feeding me flashbacks of Aurora telling me he was seeing that woman.
Shopping barely distracted me. Although it didn't satisfy me in the ways I wanted, it certainly gave me satisfaction knowing Nikolas was probably fuming as he watched the zeros in his bank account decrease.
The only things Mafioso men cared about were money and power.
Plus, I had confiscated all my bodyguard's phones and switched them off. There was no way of Nikolas knowing where I was or what I was doing.
"Nikolas is probably—"
"Don't mention his name, Ricco. As far as I know, you're supposed to guard me and ensure I'm safe, not talk to me or report to my husband everything that I do." I said without turning to look at him.
