Celeste felt like the universe had turned it's back on her. She was torn to pieces watching Lorenzo on his knees. She wanted to go to him but fear trapped her feet to the ground.
Slowly he got up to his feet, straightened his suit then looked at her. His face was devoid of emotion as he walked towards her. Celeste's heart hammered loudly in her chest as he advanced closer with blank eyes.
How did she get so reckless enough to forget that he wasn't just Marcello's twin brother, but a ruthless Mafia Boss.
Lorenzo stopped in front of her, gauging her expression. Her lips still looked swollen from her rendezvous with his brother, and he could see a small mark on the side of her neck , definitely a hickey.
Just when he thought he was beyond Furious, Marcello dared to mark her!
"Let's go" he said calmly, though the chill behind those uttered words, rivaled that of the evening breeze.
