Chapter Ten

"Were you eavesdropping?" he snarled, his dark eyes flashing dangerously.

I straightened, refusing to be intimidated. "Not at all, I just got here."

Luca's jaw clenched, a muscle ticking in his cheek. "What are you doing here Nazlynn?"

"Looking for you, actually," I replied, crossing her arms across my chest. "Thought you might want to check on your bride after her near-death experience. Talk about delusional."

Something flickered in Luca's eyes…guilt, perhaps? Then his expression hardened again. "You seemed fine to me."

"No thanks to you," I shot back. "What kind of ‘husband’ doesn't even…”

"The kind who has a business to run," Luca interrupted coldly. "In case you've forgotten, this isn't a real marriage and I couldn't care any less about you."

The words stung more than I cared to admit. “That’s a little hard to forget when you're treated like a piece of furniture."

Luca's eyes narrowed. "What do you want, Nazlynn?"

"My phone, you promised to give it back after the wedding,