Page 21 of Valentino

“I’m going to kill you with my bare fucking hands.” I slam his head again.

Giuliano and Romeo scramble to pull me off him and break us up. “What the fuck is going on here?” Giuliano cries.

My chest rises and falls as I try to suck in air, adrenaline screams through me.

“Pretty boy here is dirty that I’m with Anna,” Carlo spits.

“You are not fucking with her,” I yell as I grab him by the throat once more.

“I’ve been with her for months, you fucking psychopath,” Carlo spits. “Keep your eyes off her, she’s mine.”

I punch him this time, hard in the face, and his head cracks back, Romeo drags me off him.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Giuliano yells as he grabs the lapels of my shirt. “If you didn’t act before now then it’s your fucking problem.” He throws me back. “You know the rules, we don’t touch each other’s women.”

I battle for air, about to explode.

“You stay away from her.” Giuliano’s eyes hold mine. “She belongs to Carlo now.” He ushers Carlo away from me and they disappear around the corner and back over to the girls.

My surroundings spin as the walls close in.

How could he….

He knew how I felt, he purposely betrayed me. Four billion women in the world and he chooses her….

My Anna….

Only she’s not my Anna anymore. I imagine her with him….

Naked….

I close my eyes, battling for control, on the very edge of sanity.

Romeo puts his hand on my shoulder. “You want a drink, man?”

“I’m leaving.” I march through the club, bumping people with my shoulders as I try to get through the crowd, so much fury in my blood that I can hardly see straight.

How could he….

I push out through the doors and onto the street, it’s pouring with rain and people are everywhere. I look around as I try to get my bearings, I’m so rattled that I don’t even know where I am.

“Where we going?” A voice sounds from behind me, I turn and see Romeo has followed me out.

“What are you doing?” I snap as I storm toward the car.

“Coming with you.”

“Don’t.” I get into my car and slam the door hard; my heart is hammering in my chest.

He dives into the passenger seat. “Don’t tell me what to do.”

I close my eyes as I search for control. “I swear to God, I’m about to kill someone and you need to get the fuck out of my car, Romeo.”

“So we go kill someone.” He shrugs as he lights a cigarette.

I look over at him.

“I’m here for you, man.” He winds down the window and blows out his smoke. “I’m down…. Who we going to kill?