I slam the door after Antonio finally leaves, my jaw aching from clenching it so hard. The bastard lingered too long, his eyes wandering where they didn’t belong. If Giuli hadn’t grabbed my arm, I would’ve shoved him out instead of letting him stroll away like he owned the place.I’m still seething when I turn back to her. She’s sitting on the bed, pulling the blanket tighter around her shoulders, looking guilty even though she has nothing to be guilty for.“You shouldn’t have to see that look in another man’s eyes,” I mutter, pacing once before sitting beside her. “Not in this house. Not ever.”She tries to lighten my mood with a small smile. “Matteo, it’s fine.”“It’s not fine,” I cut in, my voice sharper than I intend. My hand cups her cheek, softer now. “You’re mine. You’re my wife. And this family needs to learn that means something.”Her fingers curl around my wrist, grounding me. For a moment, the anger in my chest settles. I want to pull her back into bed, bury us under the co
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