**Stefano's POV**

The sound of her door slamming still echoed through the house as I sat down. Her words kept circling my mind: ‘I know you’re hiding something, and I’ll find out.’

I leaned forward, elbows on my knees, rubbing my temples with the heel of my hand, trying to push back the headache that was already starting to throb behind my eyes.

I could tell she definitely knew something.

And I knew exactly who would run his mouth, because there was only one bastard who could have ...