Chapter 43

Lorenzo's POV

Air flows in and out of my lungs in heavy breaths as I eat up the distance between us in fast long strides.

James isn't an asshole. In fact, he is one of my close friends- that's when he isn't talking- but seeing his hands wrapped around Celestine's waist makes me livid and like a raging bull, all I see is red.

I'm fucking Lorenzo Ademaro. I don't chase women. As conceited as it may seem, getting women to notice me didn't take much effort. Never once have I found myself chasing after someone who times after time has proven that she doesn't want to be chased by me. Yet I still find myself striding over to them.

Both Luke and Celestine are startled as I take hold of Celestine's wrist, effectively interrupting their conversation. "Follow me."

"Come on man. I know she's your sister but just give her a break." His hand close around her arm, the same one I'm holding onto and I glare at it, wishing it to burst into flames.

"Just stay out of it, ok?" I brush his hand off hers a