Marco strode over to Ariana's room and opened the door without knocking. He entered, glancing around in search of Ariana. She wasn't there, probably in the bathroom. A wry smile touched his lips as he moved quietly to the bathroom and opened the door, excitedly. She wasn't there either. He frowned. Where the hell was she?
He quickly left the room and decided to search the study for her. On getting there, he tried the door but it was locked. Again, he frowned.
"Ariana, are you in there?"
Ariana hesitated before replying. "I'm coming, Marco." She quickly went to open the door, forcing a wide smile upon seeing him.
He brushed past her without offering an answer, only to see Mr. Salvatore sitting in a chair. He shifted his gaze from the man to Ariana, who wrung her hands in the air.
"I can fucking explain."
"Explain what, that you both are having a meeting without me?"
"Marco, it's not like that..."
