Antonio’s POV

I pushed my arms further onto the counter, my weight resting harder on the stool in my bathroom. I turned left and right, then over to one of my soldiers I had left in disguise to guard my bunny. He wasn’t trembling, but he looked like he would break right into it every time I looked away.

For the umpteenth time, I swished the glass in my hand, the liquid within swaying along with the movements.

"I'm going to need you to repeat that again," I commanded. My voice was low but rang clear. "Tell me exactly what happened. I left you in charge; I know when I...