Reasons

Sandro was in a foul mood. He had been that way since morning, and the thought of Arabella made it even worst.

He gripped the bourbon he had poured for himself in the glass and gulped it down.

He gazed at Blaze, "Do you think she'll be anywhere around?"

Blaze shrugged, taking a drag from the cigarette with him. He puffed out the smoke and ran a hand through his hair. "Not that I know. But, a search can be organised."

"Hey darling," A beautiful brunette climbed onto Sandro's lap. She wound her arms around his neck and kissed him soundly on his lips.

Sandro let out a grunt. "Not today, Anna."

"I see you are in a foul mood. Call me when you are free." She murmured, bit on his earlobe before sauntering away.

"She's hot." Blaze said.

"I thought only the moon goddess could get me mad for what she did to my family. But hell no, the bitch drives me crazy!"

"Anna?" Blaze asked, tilting his brow.

"Arabella." Sandro winced as he said her name.

After having an awful dream about his never-ending c