None of it made sense.

The fact that Rosalia claimed to have gone house hunting without taking Dante,her personal bodyguard made Giovanni question every single word coming out of her mouth. Something was definitely wrong, and he was going to get to the root of the matter. That, he was certain of.

The moment they arrived at the villa, Giovanni didn't give her a second to catch her breath. He held her tightly by the wrist and led her straight up the staircase and into their master bedroom.

Rosalia was sweating profusely now, her cheeks flushed a deep, unnerving crimson. She was fidgeting, breathing in shallow gasps, and clutching at...