Chapter 101 An Unwanted Intruder

• Vincenzo stood frozen before the door, his hand still pressed against the wood, then let out a low, almost inaudible chuckle.
• “You’ve got nerve, bella,” he declared, his deep voice resonating with a steely edge, each word betraying how her defiance, far from pushing him away, only stoked his fire. “But don’t fool yourself—every slight comes with a price, and yours will be steep.”
• Without waiting for another jab from her, Vincenzo turned away, his steady steps echoing down the corridor to the neighboring bedroom.