Secrets

Emilio’s POV

I walked into the room just as Lorenzo lifted a spoon to her lips. Sienna leaned forward, soft and unguarded, her mouth closing around the bite without hesitation. Lorenzo’s smirk widened, smug, as if feeding her was some victory he wanted us all to see. My jaw clenched, though I kept my face still. Donato was less subtle. His eyes darkened, his jaw tight, his jealousy showing no matt