ADRIANA'S POV
He was looking down at me, waiting for me to say something but it never came.
I refused to speak because what was I supposed to say? Yes, I think I'm jealous, and I hate myself for it because I shouldn't care about what he did in private when it didn't concern me, but here I was, mad because he had something with Valentina and chose to keep it away from me.
What about Grace? Did he ever have something with Grace? Suddenly I was curious.
"What about Grace?" I blurted out instead of the answer that he was waiting for.
He blinked surprised at my question. "What about her?" He looked confused then it suddenly dawned on him because he rubbed his face and let out a curse in Italian. "God no, Tesoro. Why would you think that? I never have a thing with Grace, okay?" He chuckled.
My cheeks heated up and I felt like a fool for even asking him something like that. Great, now he would stand on the ground that I was jealous.
