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Chapter 78

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(Pamela)

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Heat flares in my chest at Massimo’s hurtful accusation. "Maybe because he genuinely wanted to know me rather than treat me as just a means to an end.”

Massimo leans forward slightly, his voice dropping to that dangerous tone that makes my pulse race despite my anger. "If I treated you as ‘just’ a means to an end, believe me, you'd be in a far worse position than this."

His statement only confirms my perception of the kind of man he is. "How enlightening. And here I thought we were business partners."

"Business partners don't usually. . ."

"Don't usually what?" I challenge when he stops mid-sentence.

His gaze drops to my lips for just a moment before snapping back to my eyes. "Nothing. Forget it, Pamela."

But I know what he was going to say. Business partners don't usually almost kiss in kitchen corners. Don't usually look at each other the way we've been looking at each other all evening.

"That's what I thought," I murmur, taking another sip of champagne to hide my sa
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