Chapter 127

• || VINCENZO's POV ||
• I caught Rossie just as she was trying to slip away through the side corridor. Grabbing her arm firmly — but not roughly — I pulled her aside into one of the smaller drawing rooms, away from the curious eyes of the remaining guests.
• "Enough," I said sharply, closing the door behind us. The room smelled faintly of old wood and dust, the heavy curtains muting the noise from the party outside. "What the hell are you trying to do?"