Chapter 54

Eric

"Are we going?" Sienna asked me as she took a sip of her juice.

I rubbed my forehead and ran a hand through my hair. "We can if you want to," I replied.

She smiled and nodded. "Yes, we are going." 

Her phone began to ring which caused her to scowl as she held her head, no doubt burdened with a raging headache.

"What?" she growled into the phone. "Whatever, Rocco. Stop being a little bitch. We are leaving very soon and yes, I will pay for everything," she said in Italian, rushing the words out with slight irritation.

She rubbed her head and sighed before she ended the call. "He is such a bitch," she muttered. “Cagna!”

I chuckled. "What does that word mean?" I asked, even though I knew fully well what it meant. I might have brushed up on a few Italian obscenities ever since I met Sienna. 

"It means bitch, and that's what Rocco is," she told me with a chuckle, making me chuckle too.

A maid brought her