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to rescue me or save my honor or whatever the hell this is.
    “Dude, this is nothing to do with you. And hasn't she been your sister for like seventy-two hours. Now leave us alone and we'll let it go.”
    I'm concerned that Rocco might tell daddy he caught me in a broom closet at Monica's party and I'll be in more trouble than I care for. Headlines being a major concern an' all.
    “Maybe, but that's seventy-one and a half hours longer than you've known her,” Rocco growls, low and dangerous. “And I'm not trying to take sexual advantage of her in the broom closet. Real classy BTW.”
    “I'm warning you, this is none of your concern. Lisa wants to be here with me and she doesn't need some fake white knight on a hog coming to save her.”
    “I've given you fair warning dude and now I'm telling you this is not up for discussion. Let her go.”
    “Fuck yo-” Ryan doesn't even complete his invective before Rocco's fist intersects with his jaw.
    “Lisa, get outta here. You're supposed to be celebrating your parent's nuptials.”
    “Fuck you.” I tell him, my eyes blaze back into his, daring him to sock one on my jaw too.
    “We can discuss that later. Right now you need to leave the hole this guy tried to fuck you in because I am going to whip his ass.”
    Ryan has had his face tipped forward, nursing his bruise and suddenly turns into a ram to charge full pelt at Rocco. He creases him in the ribs and then they're a whirling set of arms and legs, grappling each other like gladiators in the Coliseum.
    The room suddenly is tight as a closet and the two raging bulls bounce into the wall and back into me, almost creaming me before I jump back out of their path. The rage coming off the the men is irrational. All over a quick kiss in the closet. Okay, from where Rocco stood, I can see that it looked like more. Maybe Ryan was getting a little too forceful, ramping up the pressure but that's because he was firing on lust and desire, just as I was. Am. Watching two men fight over me is terrible and beautiful.
    Then Rocco fires three quick punches to the face and Ryan's nose or mouth spurts red. I scream at them to stop it but they're in a melee. There's no way either will stop. That would mean walking away the loser.
    “Stop it, Rocco. You're gonna kill him,” I scream but the room is too small for the three of us and I dash for the door.
     
     
     

Chapter FIVE
    In seconds I'm back at the noisy party, scouring the room for my father, the only man who can control the two brawling men.
    “Daddy I need to speak to you urgently.”
He turns to look at me almost as though he has to remember who I am. Then there's a roll of his eyes.
    “Again, sweetheart? Is it necessary to keep interrupting in such an unsavory fashion? Would you like to be introduced to the Comandante of the Carabinieri for Venice?”
    I go on autopilot good daughter function.
    “Good evening sir, I'm sorry for the interruption but I need to speak to my father.”
    The Commander gives a polite conciliatory gesture and moves on to his next social call. My father rounds on me with fire in his glare.
    “That was exceptionally rude Lisa. Your mother would be so disappointed.”
    “Would she really? Where is she, my mother? Over there chatting to a couple of sexy movie stars.”
    “I'll deal with you tomorrow.”
    “Daddy, you need to do something about Rocco. He's violent.”
    “Rocco? What's happened to my son?”
    Those words shake me all the way to my heart.
    My son .
    The very thing he's always craved and never got. My mother's illness already that advanced by the time they caught it, it prevented her having more children.
    If I tell him Rocco's fighting with Ryan he'll ask me why. Then I'll have to tell him what I was doing with Ryan to make Rocco protect my honor and I'm going to come out of this looking like the bad girl again.
    “He's – he's just, um, out of control.” Daddy looks at me with his face set hard as stone. This is what I interrupted