ROSALINDA.
“Who the f**k are you, and where is Sofia?” Oliver questioned Antonio arrogantly, looking around the yard.
“I am Sofia’s fiancé.” Antonio introduced himself nonchalantly as he wrapped his arm around Oliver’s shoulder. “Why don’t you let us go inside, and I’d explain better?”
“Sofia has a fiancé?” Oliver exclaimed and shrugged Antonio’s arm off his shoulders, his face contorting into a scowl.
“Oliver, please leave while you still can.” I muttered exhaustingly, looking straight into his eyes, hoping he would listen this time.
“And who said he could?“ Antonio raised his brow at me, a smug smile playing at his lips.
“Antonio please.” I begged. “He’s innocent.”
“Who said he wasn't?" Antonio uttered before returning his gaze to Oliver and slightly tapping his shoulder. “Let’s g
