Chapter 100 The Veiled Venom

• Vittoria shot Vincenzo a look so sharp it could’ve sliced through steel, leaving no doubt about the fury blazing inside her.
• A moment later, she curved her lips into a measured smile and let her hand glide slowly down his arm, coming to rest on his shoulder.
• With a graceful turn, she angled her hand toward Seraphina, letting her wedding ring catch the light—a silent, razor-edged riposte to the woman’s provocation.