Fucking and Dark Obsessions

[POV: Corrado]

I violently shoved her small hand off my tailored jacket.

"Keep your fucking hands off me," I snarled, my gaze turning lethal. It was an ironclad law: absolutely no one touched my physical person without explicit permission.

"I'm sorry, Corrado," Francesca stammered, immediately cowering like a terrified child bracing for a beating.

"What the fuck did you just call me?" My tone