~VINCENZO~

I know Elena is lying the second the words leave her mouth.

Her breathing is uneven. Her pulse is a frantic flutter under her skin. And those wide, trembling eyes refuse to meet mine.

Something happened.

Something she doesn’t want to say and I know what happened.

I didn't take my eyes off her for once after she left.

Then I see the bastard forcing her to the dance floor and forcing her to dance with him.

I see her struggle to be free of him but that pervert is so persistent.

My vision blurs at the edges.

I picture myself walking over there…grabbing him by the collar, slamming...