Chapter 11

Kayla Santino. The guy Rico, stretches his hand forward for a handshake, but I just stare at him blankly. He has a wide smirk on his face, making me wonder what is so amusing. This is what I was talking about. Secrets. "Let's get you out of here," Carl mumbles, about to touch me, but I move away before he can. " You do not touch me," I warn through clenched teeth. What makes him think he's free to touch me when he's been with countless bitches. And I don't like being kept in the dark, especially with a man who is not even serious about the fucking damn marriage. "Feisty, just the way I like them," Rico says, and I don't know why, but he gives bad vibes. He seems sinful, maybe it's just my trust issues. "Let's go," I tell Theo, and he follows me without hesitation, leaving Carl and his business behind. " You knew about that?" I ask, pointing behind my shoulder. "No. I swear, Sam doesn't tell me anything. He's 100% loyal to Carl to tell me his secrets," he says, frequently shaking his he