“Oh no, not this bitch.” Carma murmured in her ear. “I’ve been playing nice, but I can’t keep up my act much longer.”
She giggled Carma’s words as she noted security was indeed trying to get her attention to warn her. “It’s okay. I told Furio I wanted her to be allowed to come.”
“I know but I really hate her.”
“Ditto. I kind of want to tire her up in a chair and set it on fire.” She snickered in a whisper at Carma’s excited clap, “wait for it, wait for it.”
“Ruggero, you’re here.” Her eyes met Delfina’s, and her face paled drastically.
“Hi Ambra.” She gave a little wiggle of her fingers.
“Delfina, what are you doing here?” she cleared her throat nervously. “I didn’t know you were coming tonight.”
“Why wouldn’t I be here?”
“I mean,” she fidgeted as Delfina and Carma, both stared he
