He stood there with that dark look on his face, as if I was supposed to give in.I didn’t.“Lorenzo,” I said, “stop calling this love. You can’t stand losing control of me. That’s all this is.”His jaw tightened.“You thought that if you apologized, if you came after me, I’d go back to being the woman who waited for you.” I shook my head. “I won’t.”“I’m not coming back. And I’m not changing my mind.”He stared at me, breathing hard.“You won’t walk away from me that easily.”I almost laughed.“Watch me.”The club manager was already approaching with security.I looked at Lorenzo and said, very evenly, “If you don’t let this end here, I’ll have them call the police.”He didn’t move.I turned to the manager. “Call them.”He did.This wasn’t Naples. He couldn’t make the problem disappear with one word. By the time the police arrived and the footage was reviewed, the damage was done. He wasn’t held for long, but he left humiliated, blood still at the corner of his mouth.Before he went, h
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