Vincenzo

VINCENZO

I didn't know how long I stood staring at the bench. That was the least of my worries.

All I could see in my mind’s eye was Rina, laughing while that son of a bitch fondled her. Her giggle didn't annoy me as much as her nonchalance. She didn't care that her body was groped, milked raw, used! That fucking bitch was okay having Alessio touch her, but would weep each time I made a move.

I shut my eyes to block the image. Steam blew from my nostrils and ears.

Alessio. He had the effrontery to talk back to me. He'd looked me in the eye and challenged me to a fight in my very own house. My territory. Was anything more insulting than that? Was there?

My breathing had been normalized, but the fury in me still blazed hot. It had mounted to the brim; in a matter of seconds, it'd spill.

Rina. That girl...that damn girl was trying my patience. A mirthless chuckle left my lips.

She underestimated my power. Yes. I'd been so fucking lenient that she took me for a fool. That, however