Marabella's POV
Luca dressed in record time. We both had an apple on our way out the front door to his car. The ride to the compound was quiet and tense. Luca is beyond pissed off right now. I can feel it in the air. I placed my hand on his leg to try and calm him some. He grabbed the apple but didn't even touch it. And I know that he won't.
His stomach is too messed up at the moment to eat. I can't blame him. More than one of his own people are against him. He can't have that, in order to have a successful rulership. If there are any weak links, his enemies will use them against him. "Let me do the talking, bambina", Luca said tenderly. "Yes daddy", I answered, as we climbed from the vehicle.
I held my head high, as I laced my fingers with Luca's and walked next to him. The soldatos h
