His Mistress.
. The two men stared each other down, tension crackling in the air. Angel glanced between them, wiping her tears with the back of her hand and forcing a shaky smile. This definitely wasn’t how she imagined introducing her little brother to the love of her life—no dramatic music, no heartfelt speeches, just threats to Raul’s dick and a whole lot of awkward tension. “Uhm, you two—” “Please, leave us, Angel,” Luca requested, his voice more commanding than she’d expected from her little brother. Angel blinked at him. Sometimes she wasn’t sure who the older sibling was. She turned to Raul, who gave her a subtle nod. She hesitated, then slipped away, glancing back once before disa