Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Nine

Eric

I pulled at the collar of my shirt, trying to cool myself down, as I headed home after going out for a job. Italy was warmer than home but it was a nice change. The people here were very disciplined. I only had to mention Sienna's name and they would go white as a sheet. And all I could think was how I even manage to be so lucky to have her as my partner.

I walked inside the house to see Sienna laying on the sofa with her legs raised on a pillow. I was surprised that she was resting.

"And I said, ‘let the fucking bitch rot in hell,’ and apparently that was too harsh on the poor girl." She chuckled.

I took a seat on the sofa opposite her, looking down at some faint bruises along my knuckles. Sienna was laughing into the phone, talking to Cara about how Rocco dumped his latest girlfriend.

She ended the call after a while and looked at me sideways. "What?" she asked when I didn't speak. I was just looking at her, seeing her beauty, seeing her beneath it all.

"Let's go out," I sai