Luca dragged Juliette to his table at the far-end corner and made her sit down.
"I know you're trying to please your guests tonight, but why on the fucking hell would you let them disrespect you like that?"
'Huh! Funny coming from the man who disrespected me many times before,' Juliette sneered inside her head.
"Answer me," Luca demanded.
"I was going to give him a lesson, but you suddenly appeared and stole the show!" Juliette shot back at him.
"Wrong answer," Luca scolded her. "You should have never let it happen in the first place."
Juliette sulked on her seat as she was getting tired of talking back.
'Why did he even come with me if he's going to be like this!' Juliette whined quietly.
Juliette could barely stop Luca, on multiple occasions, from shooting men who tried to hit on her.