Giada was in her shower at home cleaning up after going to the warehouse where Teo Greco was taken by Sarre’s men. She screamed as the shower door shoved open and she felt the sting of her mother’s hand on her backside.
“Ow,” she tried frantically to get the soap out of her eyes as she dodged her mother’s reach. “Mom, what the hell is wrong with you?”
“You agreed to marry Saputo and you don’t tell me? I needed to hear it from Simone?”
“Mom, Jesus, would you stop hitting me!” she twisted and found herself slipping in the suds as her mother swung haphazardly at her. “Can we talk about this when I’m not naked, slippery and defenseless?”
“No! You should have told me.”
“Mom. I was going to tell you. It just happened.”
“Why?”
“Because I like him. Because I like him very much, and he want
