Romilda’s hand covered the phone screen, and it went instantly dark. She bit her lower lip in frustration, her expression hardening. Her breathing grew uneven, her chest rising and falling beneath the nightgown that hugged her.Seeing Rose happy made Romilda furious. Dissatisfaction and jealousy boiled inside her.“Damn it! That bitch!” she hissed, throwing the phone to the side of the bed.At the same time, the bedroom door opened, and Rocco walked in. The man closed the door, his hardened expression fixed on Romilda with suspicion.“What’s wrong?” Rocco asked coldly.He climbed onto the bed and, without hesitation, dropped kisses along Romilda’s neck. Meanwhile, Romilda had no interest in being intimate with Rocco that night. Because of Rose, her mood was completely ruined.Romilda had already gotten rid of Rocco’s wife, and the mafia boss had truly fallen in love with her. Every night, they slept togeth
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