Public Possession

ALESSIA'S POV

Fear flashed across Domenico's face before he masked it with a scowl. He turned and walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

The moment he was gone, Rocco's grip on my waist tightened. His other hand found mine, fingers lacing together with brutal pressure as he began to move us across the floor.

"What the hell were you thinking?"

"I..."

"So you decided to flaunt my orders