War.

Santino's POV

“Who let you in here?" I asked the person currently sitting in my living room, her legs crossed like she owned the place.

“Santino darling, that's no way to say hello to your girlfriend you haven't seen in a while." She says, he red lips curling in a seductive smile.

"You are nothing to me. Neither a girlfriend nor anything else.” I snarled, my fists folding by my side.

How dare she come here after so many years and claim to be my girlfriend?

My reaction doesn't faze her, instead the smile on her face widens into something more sinister and I wonder why I ever loved her.

“I know you're still angry I left you to be with someone else again. But you always run back into my arms whenever I come back. And I wonder what's different now. Is it because of your new toy?” Her eyes darken when she asks this, her lips still curled in a menacing manner.

“Watch your mouth." I growled threateningly, ready to throw her out if she as much as threatens Micini.

I know Ciara, and I know s