Chapter 26. Choices

Last night burns through me as I wake and feel myself still in bed with Lucia. The reality hits fucking hard as I throw on my trousers and walk from her room.

As I step outside I stop seeing Roxy glaring at me.

"I need the dress and necklace, Marco. There are offers put in for them."

Oops. My mind goes back to last night. "There may be a slight issue with that. I ripped it." Her eyes widen at my words.

"Are you fucking joking?" She moves to Lucia's room, my hand stopping her.

"Don't you even fucking try to go in that room." I push her back. "You keep acting like you have a right here. You don't."

"We're getting married, Marco! That gives me a fucking right to." I step closer, my body towering over hers.

"You know that you're wrong. You agreed that your life would be nothing more than what your mother’s was. This isn't a marriage, a commitment. You were told that, Roxy!" I stay leaning over her. "If you truly bel