"What are the two of you doing here?"
We both turned. Serafina stood there, draped in a red dress that clung to her curves, leaning casually against the frame.
I felt Marcello stiffen beside me. His brows pulled together. "It's not the weekend. Why are you dressed like that? Where are you going?"
It wasn't the voice of a brother-in-law. It was sharper, tinged with something that sounded far too much like jealousy.
Serafina noticed. She smiled, slow and deliberate. "Family business function tonight. I'll find myself a boyfriend there, so don't wait up."
Marcello's expression darkened, but Serafina only grinned wider before turning her eyes to me. "What about you, Arianna? Any plans for today?"
Marcello didn't let me answer. His fingers slid through mine. "Arianna and I are heading to the Castellano estate."
Serafina's eyes sparkled with something I couldn't name. She gave a polite little nod, said goodbye, and walked out, leaving behind the faint scent of her perfume.
And Marcello… Marcello still hadn't let go of my hand.
Half an hour later, Marcello was behind the wheel, driving me back to the Castellano compound.