Chapter 254

Chapter 254
Knowing it was Marcello, Sabrina grew bolder and simply turned on the room lights. If he wanted to look, she'd let him look.

But as soon as she turned on the lights, Sabrina regretted it terribly.

Because Marcello was too frightening. She had never seen him look so scary before - as if he might devour her at any moment.

The light was blindingly bright, but even more blinding than the light was Marcello's cold, sharp gaze.

Under the bright lights, Sabrina stood completely naked. She licked her lips: "Marcello, you're jealous, aren't you? While I haven't been stolen away by someone else yet, you still have a chance."

As she spoke, Sabrina deliberately thrust out her chest.

Marcello squinted his eyes. His gaze was as sharp as an X-ray scanner, looking her up and down, but he remained silent with a gloomy expression.

Feeling uncomfortable under his stare, Sabrina decided to go all in. She strode toward him and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly: "Marcello, let's do it. Trust me, I can make you feel good."

She had learned so many techniques from adult films - whether front or back, she was confident she could handle everything perfectly. She was just waiting to practice with Marcello.

Marcello's body went rigid, as if completely unmoved by the beauty before him, but the throbbing veins on his forehead betrayed him.

Sabrina continued: "Marcello, don't hesitate anymore. While I'm still willing to be with you, you should seize the opportunity. Don't wait until you lose me to regret it."

"Marcello, actually I still like you. For instance, when Simone kissed me today, I was actually thinking of you in my mind, imagining that it was you kissing me."

Marcello could still force himself to stay calm until Sabrina said this. Once she spoke these words, the fury he had forcibly contained in his body broke through its protective layer and became unstoppable.

He pressed Sabrina's head down, leaned over and kissed her fiercely - not just kissing, but biting her, as if punishing her disobedience in this way.

This repressed Marcello!

His kiss was much more domineering than Sabrina had imagined, making all the techniques she had learned useless as she clumsily responded to his kiss.

Sabrina's little heart pounded non-stop, and she kept praying inwardly - Marcello, devour me, devour me. Let's have children soon, or the Altoria family line will be cut off.

Just when Sabrina was completely ready, Marcello suddenly pushed her away forcefully. He still looked at her gloomily and said coldly: "You're not allowed to associate with Simone anymore."

"What are you to me? What right do you have to control me? Which man I want to be with is none of your damn business!" Sabrina bit her lip tightly, suppressed her inner grievance, and looked at him stubbornly.

This damn man - the arrow was already on the string, yet he could still pull back. It wasn't that she lacked charm or couldn't attract him - what exactly was the reason?

"Indeed, I'm nobody to you. So you can strip naked in front of any stranger?" Marcello suddenly stood up, and his movement was so abrupt it seemed to bring a gust of wind.

Hearing Marcello say this, Sabrina exploded with anger. She also stood up, but being much shorter than him, she could only look up at him, instantly losing momentum.

She stepped onto the sofa with one leg, put one hand on her hip, pointed at Marcello with the other and scolded: "Marcello, don't you dare insult me just because I like you. I'm telling you, when I like you, you're a treasure in my heart. When I don't fucking like you, you're nothing but a fart."

Sabrina spoke these words with great spirit and felt open-minded about it, but somehow, large tears inadvertently slid down from the corners of her eyes.

She didn't want to cry, especially not in front of him, but these damn tears just wouldn't obey her control.

Sabrina wiped her tears fiercely and pointed toward the door, shouting: "Get out! Who the hell asked you to come to my house? I'm telling you, get as far away as possible and never appear in front of me again."

Marcello said nothing, only clenched his hands at his sides into tight fists, with raging flames burning in his eyes.

He could take her regardless of everything, make her his, but when she learned the truth one day, she would definitely hate him.

Marcello glanced at Sabrina once, then turned and left with steady, vigorous steps.

Sabrina had only spoken in anger and didn't expect this damn man Marcello to actually leave. Furious, she grabbed a teacup from the coffee table and hurled it at him.

She used great force to throw the cup. Marcello didn't dodge, and the cup hit his back with a crisp sound - it must have hurt a lot.

"Marcello, if you dare to leave, I'll immediately find a man to sleep with." He didn't dodge, which made Sabrina even angrier. She grabbed another cup and threw it at him.

But just as she was speaking, Marcello had already stopped and turned around. By the time Sabrina noticed, the cup was already flying toward Marcello. It was too late for her to stop - she could only watch helplessly as the cup hit Marcello's head...

The cup hit his head and shattered. The fragments cut his forehead, and blood squeezed out from the wound, dripping from his forehead drop by drop. Yet he didn't even furrow his brow, as if he felt no pain.

He looked at Sabrina and slowly said in a deep voice: "I'm nobody to you. Whoever you go to has nothing to do with me. Please don't come bothering me anymore either."

After delivering this heartless harsh words, Marcello turned around again, opened the door, walked out, and slammed it shut with a bang.

Bang—

The loud sound of the door slamming startled Sabrina. Grievance, unwillingness, anger... all kinds of emotions surged in her heart.

"Marcello, do you really think you're the only man in this world? Do you really think I, Sabrina, can't live without you?"

Sabrina was so angry she jumped and cursed, grabbing things to throw, but those things were all bought with her own money - it would hurt to break them.

Since she couldn't bear to break things, she'd just curse. After all, cursing Marcello didn't cost anything.

She cursed Marcello to death, wishing that he would never have any reaction to any woman other than her.

At this moment, Marcello stood outside the door, listening to her cursing.

If she could still curse, that proved she was fine.

Sometimes the person you love is right in front of you, you clearly want to hold her in your arms and love her tenderly, but because of certain things, you have to restrain yourself.

Forget about everything - forget whether the Altoria family line continues, forget about the Portano Military District... take Sabrina away, go somewhere no one knows them, and live their own life together.

Marcello had had this thought more than once - wanting to abandon everything and take Sabrina away.

Every time he had this thought, Marcello used reason to suppress his emotions.

He stood outside the door for a long while, making sure Sabrina had finished venting and wouldn't cause any more trouble, before finally turning to leave.

Just as he walked out of the residential area, Marco's call came in. He answered and heard Marco say: "Let's go have a drink."