Elizabeth POV
Elizabeth entered the luxurious mansion, clinging to Matteo’s arm. The way he scanned the room with a cold and calculating gaze, in his black tailored three-piece suit, his hair slicked back—everything about him oozed confidence and power.
It was as if they’d stepped into a world of extravagance. The mansion was huge, with polished marble floors and crystal chandeliers.
Elizabeth followed Matteo’s gaze and quickly noticed what Matteo had meant when he’d told her men liked to look at nice things.
Everywhere she looked, women in barely there dresses walked around, sauntering their goods for all to see—causing Elizabeth to feel overdressed. As insecurities tugged at the back of her mind, men approached Matteo for a quick greeting.
Passing guests, Elizabeth couldn’t help bu
