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We arrive into a reception area, and it’s not at all what I expected. It’s made from black marble, modern, and very futuristic with dark timber finishes. The ceiling has a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the roof. There’s another guard on the floor, as well as two receptionists sitting at a long, black desk.
Why does he have so much security?
Mafiosi
Fuck.
“Just take a seat. Mr. Ferrara will be out shortly.” A receptionist gestures to a large, leather sofa.
“Is that his office?” I ask, pointing to the oversized, double timber doors.
“Yes. He won’t be a moment.”
Without another thought, I turn and storm through the doors, forcing them open.
The bang echoes through the space, and I hear the receptionists gasp from behind me.
Oh jeez, so dramatic. I should be on The Bold and the Beautiful or something.
“No, no, no.” Junco runs in behind me.
Rico looks up at me in surprise from behind a huge black desk. A sexy smirk crosses his lips as he sits back in his leather chair, holding a pen in his hand. “Miss Reynolds.”
Another man is sitting at his desk, and he watches me with beady eyes, his interest piqued.
My sanity snaps. “Don’t you Miss Reynolds me,” I growl.
Junco grabs my arm. “Fuori adesso.” Translation: outside now. “So sorry, Mr. Ferrara.”
Enrico’s smirk breaks into a grin, and he holds his hand up. “Esci.” Translation: get out. “Leave us.”
Junco looks between us.
“Now,” Rico commands.
Junco bows his head and leaves the room,
“Anche tu.” Translation: you too.
The other man stands and nods before he exits the office. The doors shut quietly behind him.
I stare at the smug as fuck bastard behind his big desk. He’s equally as sexy but I’m choosing to ignore that.
I hate him.
He sits back in his chair as his eyes hold mine.
Electricity crackles through the air between us.
My poor heart may not survive today’s activities.
“Olivia.”
I grit my teeth, I hate the way he says my name. Husky and deep. Ol – liv-i-ah.
It’s almost melodic.
Most definitely sexual.
