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~Victor POV~ Tonight’s dinner was a circus and Isabella Rossi Bernardi proved to be its Lion tamer. That woman managed to insult me; implying I was a male-w***e, Angie; as an actual w***e and Aunt Lita; as a meddling old b***h. She was able to do it with the grace, smile, and bravado that only a true s**t throwing master can accomplish. I was not sure if I was proud or pissed at Isabella, but to be honest, after all the psychological s**t, I was throwing at her throughout the night, I was a little happy to see she could fight back. Me and the fellas; Renz, Frank, Caden decided to have a nightcap in my office after dinner. The guys seemed like they could not get enough of the pure comedic fanfare of the night. Caden brought me back from my reverie when he patted me on my back as he spo