Gabriel’s POV
Seeing Rocco's arm around her waist, a possessive feeling swept over me. I felt like I should be the one holding her, not him. I could feel my hands shaking with rage as I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. I knew it was irrational, but I couldn't help it. As we got into the car, I was torn between anger and desire. I wanted to kiss her, but I also wanted to scold her for letting Rocco touch her in that way. I had never felt so conflicted before.
As soon as we got home, I decided to go about my normal routine, hoping to distract myself from my thoughts. But no matter what I did, I couldn't stop thinking about Aurelia and Rocco. I tried to push the thoughts from my mind, but they kept coming back, over and over again. Suddenly, I heard a loud, high-pitched vo
