Chapter 62 They Won't Win

• The silence in the car was suffocating. Alessio’s grip on the steering wheel was tight, his jaw locked as he sped down the road. I could practically feel the heat of his anger radiating off him.
• "You insulted Donatella Ricci," he repeated, voice eerily calm.
• I swallowed hard. "Well… I insulted a group of women. She just happened to be in it. It was at your mom's party and they were being quite disrespectful so I had to do it. Your mom seemed to approve, though. She even smiled at me."