14 • Not A Callgirl

◇ MYKAELA ◇

1:49PM

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"Greetings from SBNYC!

LORENZIO RUSSO TOMASSINI has sent USD35,000.00 to your account ending in '97033'.

For any concerns, please contact the sender.

Should you require further information about your account, call or email our Customer Care Desk."

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Thirty-five thousand in cash! Straight into my account? What on Earth?

My legs numbed after my phone buzzed the second time. Another fund transfer notification with Enzo's full name just invaded my email inbox.

After reading the rest of the text in the email, I glanced around the spacious library, almost cussing at the familiar pang in my lower abdomen as I tried to sit still beside my stalker—the money sender's bodyguard.

One of his youngest security staff. Lele from Rome. A year my junior. The guy chewed gum as he stared at me with some amusement. Unlike the last time we saw each other, his blond hair looked shorter and gleamed under the ceiling lights. Neatly combed back and tapered on both sides. The colorf