Chapter 97 His True Heart
- [Rosalie’s POV]
- I stare down at Diego with wide eyes as he tightens his hold on me. He reeks of alcohol, and his skin is flushed, showing just how messed up he is.
- Frowning, I lift my gaze to Giddeon, who is watching silently. However, before I can ask just how much Diego had to drink, the man in question's fingers slip beneath the fabric of my shirt, touching my skin.