Diego's POV

Leonardo was too close to Adriana, his hands reaching out as if he had any right to touch her.

He turned to look at me, his eyes widened and mouth opened slightly.

I lunged forward, shoving him away from Adriana. “What the hell were you doing?”

I wasn't touching her, Diego. I didn't do anything.”

He stepped away from her, still staring at me. I strode to Adriana and held her face up.

“Did you drink?”

“I didn't. They forced me to drink,” she spoke ...