Angelica’s POV:
I clench my fists tightly, as a surge of fire burst inside of me. “Of course, I looked back. You’re my husband. I’m your wife. I was worried about becoming a widow on the first night of my wedding!” I shriek, causing his eyes to widen, indicating that not a lot of people had yelled at him before in his life.
“Of course, I have nothing to worry about anymore! After all, you-” I stop and glance at the boys who were staring at us.
I clear my throat and take a step back. “Francesco, can you- wait, what am I saying, Lils can you take the boys back upstairs.” The guards are blocking all of the exits. “I don’t think we are going anywhere,” I said bitterly, staring at Anthony, who was grinding his teeth, attempting to calm down.
“We aren’t?” Barry said happily, shimmery eyes ga
