An Hour Earlier
Lorenzo POV
As I wash the ba**ard's blood from my body, I feel little satisfaction about what I just did to him. I know I shouldn't be so angry because I'm not an angel, but the thought of his hands on Vivana has the possessive ba**ard in me, wanting him dead. He didn't force her, but just the fact he thought he was good enough to touch Viviana Rizzo should make his life forfeit. I let the hot water wash over me, trying to push away the images that keep flashing in my mind.
Before I can stop myself, I punch the tiled wall three times. Blood trickles down my knuckles, but I ignore the pain. Hearing him say she loved him still has my chest aching. I know I sound like a ba**ard, but I've never felt deep affection for any of the women I've been with. I treated them well but
