Page 32 of Her Ruthless Owner


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"Just one last thing to do,tesoro."

Honestly, I'm starting to feel disappointed about how insensitive he's being. Couldn't we have breakfast before coming here? It's not like—-OH SHIT.

A nurse with a blood extraction kit enters the laboratory, and I start feeling a little faint as she takes the seat across mine.

"Un momento, signorina," she says with a smile. "I just need to take a sample of your blood."

Something flashes in the air, and I feel even fainter as I watch her insert a really,reallylong needle into a syringe.

I remember Cesare andLa Stregadiscussing the need to have a doctor see me over last night's dinner, and I also remember telling them how I was fine with that as long as it didn't involve someone poking me with a needle.

I remember Cesare not saying a word, and idiot that I am, I had thought his silence signified his agreement.

But obviously that's not the case, and since Cesare is notLa Strega'sgrandson for nothing—-

Shit, shit, shit!

No freaking wonder he's delayed us having breakfast. Blood tests typically require individuals to fast a certain number of hours, and when the nurse reaches for my arm to tie a tourniquet around it—-

Oh no, you don't!

The hemophobic wimp in me freaks out, and all hell breaks loose.










Chapter Nine

Cesare

MASSIMO:È vero? It took three men to keep her still?

Cesare:Sì.

Massimo:And that she managed to give one of them a shiner?

Cesare:Also true.

Massimo:I do not know whether to think you are lucky or unlucky.

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