Simmering Jealousy

Dante drained his crystal glass of red wine and slammed it onto the glass table. The harsh clack drew the attention of his friends lounging in the swanky private room on the second floor of the bar.

Callum leaned forward, swirling his own drink. "You have been in a foul mood all night. What is the deal? Have you been too busy with Stella lately?"

"She is a handful," Dante muttered, pouring himse