{SERGIO}
As I follow my soon-to-be wife to our wing, I don't know what I am feeling. I am angry, yes, but mostly, I am very confused.
Lucia never would've dared allow her family into my dungeon. She wouldn't have asked or even entertained the idea. Our world has clear boundaries, and my first wife understood them perfectly.
Ivanna doesn't seem to care or even be aware of those boundaries. Not only has she allowed her sisters to traipse into the dungeon, but she somehow also convinced my son to give a tour.
How the fuck?
I will speak with Karlen tomorrow, but in the meantime, I have to deal with Ivanna. Just because we are getting married does not mean she has control of my men and my estate. I am the boss, not her, and she needs to concern herself with our children and home—not mafia business.
She will respect our boundaries.
I close the bedroom door and watch as she sits on the bed. I lean against the wall and cross my arms. "Explain."
