CHAPTER FIFTY SIX

We said our goodbyes to Vicky and Richard before getting into the car. On the ride back, he, Giovanni, didn't utter a word, not even to me. He kept his focus strictly on the road, staring outside the window without sparing a glance at me, and I didn't bother saying anything to him either. I wanted him to cool down with all the anger he had building up inside him. I kept my eyes looking outside the other side of the window as we passed different buildings, waiting to reach home. The car stopped at the front of the mansion, and neither of us said anything. Giovanni's jaws were clenched together, and his hand was moulded into a fist. He looked so freaking hot when he was angry. Focus Roy! We got out of the car and walked into the house. He took large steps, and I literally raced to keep up with him. I placed my hand on his back and stopped, stiffening for a moment. When I moved to his front, I noticed his eyes were closed, and he was taking deep breaths as he tried to control his rage. “