“You need to stop drinking,” Vito finally spoke to Milan, his voice low, controlled, but with a touch of rage. “You’re hurting yourself.”She scoffed, grabbing her glass from him. “Oh? Don’t tell me you’re going to forbid me from drinking too.” Before she could take another sip, Vito reached out, took the glass from her hand, and drained the remaining wine in one steady swallow. He set the empty glass on the bar, his dark gaze fixed on her face. “That’s not what this is,” he said, already moving.In one smooth motion, he swept her into his arms, carrying her in a bridal style. Milan gasped, her protest half-formed as the world tilted.She blinked at him in shock. How could he just carry her out of the club!?“Are you out of your mind?” She shrieked.Heads turned to stare at them. No one had ever seen Vito Salvatore this close with any woman. The bartender froze. He couldn't believe his eyes. No one dared speak.The tension was so thick that even the DJ had to pause the music.The
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