Chapter Twenty-One: The Devil's Weakness.

I want to tell the gorgeous lady that ‘I can take care of myself,’ but someone calls her name, and she waves me off as if my response never mattered.

What an odd feeling. I want to rush to Matteo because I like being around him despite his attitude, but at the same time, everyone around me keeps telling me to ‘be careful’ to the point that I don’t know what to do.

But rather than dwell on the uncertainty, I move to the door she pointed.

On nearing it, I notice that it is open slightly.

I can hear Matteo’s laugh from the other side.

My belly warms, but my name flows from his lips just as my hand flies to the handle.

"It has to be the Lawson; he didn't crack for years, and once she paints me her hero, he offers an asset worth multiple billions?"

"Nicely done, Teo, but I really can't congratulate you for using a woman."

"Oh, please, Chris, like you are one to talk."

A string of Italian words leaves him before he reverts to English.

“...it’s just business."

He finishes with a li