My God, when Alessandro and I were alone at the table, I felt like a teenager at one of those school parties, the one who sits with the boy and doesn't know what to say. I was very nervous.

- Listen, Catarina, you may be angry, but you are mine and I will not let any man get close to what is mine. You leaving the house with that piece of cloth wrapped around your body, which leaves more than necessary of your delicious body exposed, I can even tolerate, but dancing with another man, my dear, yo