I froze, as I processed everything, Eve caught my gaze and held my stare. I couldn't read her expression, but I knew she was pissed.

I had challenged her, she was Donna until Silvio got married, but for now she held the title and wearing a dress only meant for her felt like a challenge.

“This is Preposterous, you can't wear red dresses if you are not a Donna, it's against the rules and you need to leave” Clara spat as I told off my glance from Eve and looked at her.

“If you have a problem, pick it up with the Don and leave me out of it, you...