Fabiola stared at him angrily, chagrined at how easily she had been seduced by him.
How could she have such poor composure when it came to him? She had been intimate with Dante before, but she had always been able to keep herself sober and in control.
The man at the door heard no response from inside and knocked again.
"Come in." spoke Lorenzo indifferently and Fabiola looked over at him as he completely gathered up his mess and returned to his towering presence once more.
In contrast, her hair was loose and the folds of her dress were clearly visible. Look, men were always quick to draw back! Next time, she must remember to resist those sugar-coated bullets with determination!
The door to the office was pushed open and a beautiful and sexy woman stood outside the door.
She was about
