Chapter Forty Five

The door to the manor slams open, and in enters the two Russo sisters, with Agatha on the lead. Eyes filled with rage and fury, Agatha storms in with a snarl twisted into her lips, Romeo’s coat slung over her shoulders. Meanwhile Soralina just walks in, her face a sheet of confidence as she shrugs Lucians coat from her shoulders, letting it drop on the floor.

Lucian and Romeo walk in next, both holding their breaths for the storm to take place, for all hell to break lose. Romeo glances at the two girls, shaking his head in disapproval. All the while Lucian has that look of dread in his face, fearing the worst for the young lady.

Agatha stops walking, so suddenly that Soralina almost bumps in to her, but stops at the last minute, her eyes meeting her sister’s glare. Agatha sucks in a deep breath, her eyes red with anger like as if she will punch Soralina any minute now.

However she just exhales, not screaming, not shouting, and scolding, even hitting at all. She just keeps her glare i