AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Salesman.” The corner of Dante’s mouth kicked up when I gave him a skeptical look. “He doesn’t get special treatment because he’s my brother. When I started at the Russo Group, I worked as a stock clerk. It was one of the greatest lessons my grandfather taught me. In order to lead a company, you have toknowthe company. Every facet, every position, every detail. Leaders who are out of touch are leaders who fail.”
Somehow, Dante managed to surprise me every time we talked.
I’d expected him to run his company from the top down with no care for his employees and blatant abuse of nepotism the way many of his peers did, but his philosophy made sense.
Since I couldn’t say that without offending him, I stuck to the topic of his brother.
“I get the sense Luca doesn’t like me,” I admitted. “Every time I tried to talk to him at the party, he made an excuse and left.”
Dante paused. Tension dampened the air for a second before his shoulders relaxed and the clouds disappeared.
“Don’t take it personally. He gets moody at those types of things.” He smoothly switched subjects. “Speaking of the party, you never told me who’s on your dream husband list.”
Oh, for God’s sake.
I’d mentioned the list as a joke. I didn’t know why he was so fixated on it. But since hewas…I might as well have some fun.
“I’ll tell you if you promise not to get an inferiority complex,” I said sweetly. I ticked off the names of my favorite celebrities. “Nate Reynolds, Asher Donovan, Rafael Pessoa…”
Dante looked unimpressed. “I didn’t realize you were such a big soccer fan.”
Asher Donovan and Rafael Pessoa both played for Holchester United in the UK.
“I’m a soccer player fan,” I corrected. “There’s a difference.”
I’d watched a total of three sports games in my life. I’d only mentioned Asher and Rafael because I saw them in an ad campaign yesterday and they were fresh on my mind.
“Reynolds is married, and Donovan and Pessoa live in Europe,” Dante said silkily. “I’m afraid you’re out of luck,mia cara.”
“True.” I heaved a long-suffering sigh. “In that case, I guess you’ll have to do.”
A laugh bubbled in my throat when he narrowed his eyes. “You’re baiting me.”
“Just a little.”
My laugh finally spilled out at his scowl. I could practically see the bruises forming on his ego.
I didn’t have any romantic notions about him being interested in the list because he liked me. He probably hated the idea of not being number one onanyone’slist.
We didn’t talk much after that, but the silence between us was less jagged than those from the early days of our engagement.
I snuck a glance at Dante as he methodically spread a layer of pudding on the last chip, his brow wrinkled in concentration. It was strangely adorable.
I almost laughed again when I pictured how he’d react if he found out anyone described him asadorable.
I hid my smile as I swirled my spoon through my melting ice cream.
I was suddenly glad I couldn’t sleep earlier.
CHAPTER12
Vivian
“Maybe you guys will finally fuck tonight.” Isabella’s voice crackled through my phone, which I’d propped against the wall so I could see her while I got ready. “It’s not a truce without an orgasm to close the deal.”
“Isa.”
“What? It’s true. You deserve some fun after working your butt off these past few weeks.” Her keyboard clicks paused, and a distracted expression crossed her face. “Speaking of fun, what do you think my character’s signature murder method should be? Poison, strangulation, or good ol’ hacking with a butcher’s knife?”
