Sienna:
The sharp sound of raised voices echoed through the hall, making me frown in confusion.
I paused at the top of the stairs, Isla’s blanket clutched in my arms. I had come up to fetch her pacifier… but I froze. The last person that I expected to see her stood confidently, knowing that he did not belong in this place and yet here he was, standing outside in the garden.
Giovanni.
His voice was unmistakable, cold, arrogant, and dangerous.
The man's presence here was unwanted and I knew that with it being here, he was coming with trouble for trouble, and that was not something that we were going to be able to get out of. I should have expected that he would start something, that he would stir something, but I did not expect him to have the confidence or the arrogance to come here. N
