Chapter 66

Giovanni waves it off with a dismissive gesture. "That happens in offices. It's important not to get carried away with things."

I feel a surge of jealousy, but I also like that he doesn't seem interested in her. He gets a mischievous glint in his eyes and comes over to sit on the edge of my desk.

"Why do you seem so upset about it?" he asks, leaning closer.

"No reason," I lie, looking away from him. But he leans even closer, his breath warm on my cheek as he teases me about my possible jealousy.

"Never thought of it, but maybe I'll go for it," he teases me further, his voice low and dangerous. "It would be cheaper than hiring a prostitute, and she definitely seems like she'd put out."

My blood boils, and I glare at him with rage in my eyes, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. He has the audacity to grab my chin, brushing his thumb against my lips as if he's daring me to say something.

"Are you jealous?" he asks again, a devilish smirk playing on his face.

"Absolutely not," I snap, try