Marabella's POV
When the bathroom door closed, Luca turned around and cupped my face. "Are you okay?", he murmured. With that one simple question, I broke down, forgetting all about Sergio's stupid comments. I felt gravity give up from under me, as Luca swept me into his arms. He picked me up and craddled me. "Piccola, what did he do to you?", he asked, softly. I shook my head as I cried harder, "Can we please shower", I managed to croak out.
Luca swiftly set me on the counter and started yanking his clothes off. My breaths were labored, as I tried to fight my tears. I rocked back and forth, trying to calm myself. "Hold tight, baby girl", Luca said, starting the shower, before coming back over to me. He slipped his coat off of my shoulders, inspecting my body.
Luca growled as his eyes
