C47 Enrique De Sylvano?
He hesitated, but he cut the call, glancing up at me.
Seeing my furious gaze, his brows creased. "Now what made my queen mad again?"
As I opened my mouth to snap, his phone rang again. My blood started to boil in my veins. The image of their locked lips flashed across my head.
He cut the call again.
"It must be something important
