19.

Luca slammed the door of his office with so much force that the windows rattled against the impact. He was so mad and he hated how often he was always angry since he got married to that girl who could make him lose his mind with just her face.

He had just spent the last hour telling off his incompetent staff and could barely get any work done the entire morning because he could not take his mind off what happened last night. He hated the way she looked at him with those innocent eyes as if she didn’t know how much he hated her.

She had the guts to look at him with hopeful eyes as if she had expected him to do more, to change for her. He hated how he could still feel her against his skin, his lips and every touch still lingered like a second skin.

“Luca, you need to calm down. What’s happening to you?” Maverick’s stern voice came from behind him as he walked to the large floor-to-ceiling window to stare down at the busy London streets.

“Those incompetent imbeciles make me want to lose