Antonio’s POV

He unloaded a wad of spit out of his mouth. I barely flinched. I had seen worse than that. "He has been quite uneasy ever since he saw you with your latest woman," Diego said, stepping closer, his trembling fingers trying to balance the cigarette and lighter that he had only barely managed to fish out of his pockets. He was too pathetic to actually hate anymore, but when he had talked about her as my latest woman, it made my blood heat up. "Other than her, is there anything else?" He finally managed to bring out the first flicker of light, missed the cigarette completely, and continued...