Viviana slowly turned her gaze over to Nikolas.
Nikolas's expression changed.
She was pissed. And he could tell. While on the surface, she looked calm, he could taste her rage at the tip of his tongue.
"Viviana, listen–"
Viviana tramped to the dining table, grabbed a glass of wine, and splashed it on Serena.
She didn't give her a chance to recover, grabbing her by the hair and slapping her so hard across the face that Serena staggered back, falling into the table.
"How dare you?" she questioned. "What gave you the audacity to put your filthy hands on him?"
"VIVIANA!" Savannah shot up.
But Viviana had lost it. She snatched Serena by the hair again and slammed her face into the table, leaving everyone far too shocked to even react.
"You barge into my life and take everything like it's yours, everything that is mine. And you can have all of it. But him?"
