Sienna entered the hotel suite clutching Savino’s arm, with Ellory and Jet close on her heels.
Savino squeezed her hand, “your hands are sweaty. Do not be so nervous.”
“Easy for you to say,” she said with irritation. “Its not your life being taken over by men you don’t know.”
“Nobody wants to take over your life, Sienna. We want you safe. You are our Principessa.”
“Principessa?” she scoffed, “I don’t speak Italian. My grandmother didn’t even speak it. She simply knew how to cook the way her grandmother did and that’s the extent of my ties to Italy.”
“Leave us,” Alvar’s cold voice echoed as he entered the room from an adjacent space with two men at his side.
She was surprised at how fast the room emptied and she shivered at the furious glare he shot her as he approached.
“Of all the
