ADRIANA'S POV
I looked up at the clock for the umpteenth time in two minutes.
Damn it.
It was almost 8 pm and he had been gone for 4 whole hours, I had spotted vehicles coming back into the mansion from the windows but I didn't know if he was in one of them and apparently, I wasn't allowed to leave the fucking house until he got back.
Believe me, I did everything to get Gio to budge from the door but the man looked ready to just put a bullet in my skull so I had just crawled back up to the room to pace about thinking.
It was probably the first time I had seen Vincenzo that agitated about something and if it was serious enough to cause havoc, maybe I could use the situation to my advantage.
First I needed to know what had happened, damn it!
My phone on the bedside table rang and I rushed to it, grabbing it and putting it to my ear.
"Adriana?" A familiar voice on the other end spoke.
Valentina.
