Chapter 163

“Wow! I’ve always known Riccardo had a way with women,” Massimo said, his voice loud and dripping with mock admiration. “But even the woman you claim to love, Lorenzo? That’s impressive.” His eyes darted toward Dante, who was slumped against the wall in the corner.

Dante’s eyes were glued to the large monitor in front of him, where Evie lay on a bed, looking far too comfortable. Marco was in the