Chapter 116

Giana

Even the prime minister who stood by didn't look as angry as the one with the gray pupils. He had a fiery expression, and I feared he would whisk me out of Zayne's hand.

"Zayne "I fucking asked a question here!"

"Milo," their mother held his shoulder, "There has to be a reason."

It took a lot of strength not to make a run for the car I had just left, locking myself up in the booth and staying there until the celebration was over.

The woman, who surprisingly was successful in calming Milo down, turned to face Zayne, who seemed to be staring at his brother in amusement like he wasn't just about to be jumped on.

"Zayne, you knew Nico was going to be in the manor; why did you bring her?" She was close to him now, and even with that gentle voice, there was a little anger in her eyes.

Zayne's hand was on my lower back now, drawing close to me, and then he held my left hand and raised it so she could see the ring on my finger.

I felt gu