Luca's POV

I stormed down the stairs, my grip tight on the handrails for no just reason. I had no idea why I was angry, but I knew I was. My teeth were clenched so tight, I bit myself.

I tasted my blood, and it only made fury surge through me, hotter than before, as I dropped from the stairs.

I was so fixated in my anger, I didn't see him until he barreled into me from the side, hugging tight to my waist.

“I am sorry, Luca. Please, believe me. I did this for you.” Rico pleaded again.

I ...