I haven't had enough of Riri yet when she gets pulled from me—literally pulled away from me.
Sebastian glowers as he holds her to his side, his nasty stare toward me reflecting how he feels about the man who stole his sister. He has always disliked me since we were kids. I can imagine his distaste went through the roof when I married his sister.
Among the men in her family, Sebastian is the tallest—probably a couple of inches taller than my six foot two. He's lean and has tattoos peeking out from his sleeves. His sharp jaw could cut air—pair that with his harsh glare, and the man looks like a menace rolled into a flesh of fury. I've heard things about this guy. He was the black sheep of the family—and that's a lot, considering the De Lucas are mafia.