Share

19

Francesca

We heard the helicopter before we saw it.

“I can't believe this,” Giulio muttered as the sleek black helicopter approached the yacht.

- Who's that?

But even when I asked the question, I knew. I knew.

He was here, though for what reason I couldn't say. Giulio and I hadn't done anything wrong and I hadn't tried to run away.

- Let's go. — Giulio stood up and extended his hand to help me up. We walked to the front, towards the heliport, and waited for the helicopter to land.

Faust emerged first, all Italian beauty swept away by the wind, but then turned to help another guest down. Katarzyna.

Despite my best efforts to remain unaffected, my stomach knotted painfully. I had a feeling that this knot was jealousy, which was absolutely unacceptable. There was no need to complicate this situation with a reality show level of unnecessary drama. I was just upset that our private day had been ruined by the man I least wanted to see.

Liar.

Dressed in a sheer shawl, Katarzyna clung to his
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status