The words were still vibrating in the air when Gio reached out, his hand wrapping firmly around my wrist. Before I could even protest, he hauled me over the threshold and into the inner sanctum of his bedroom. The door clicked shut behind us, the lock engaging with a heavy, final sound that made my stomach do a nervous flip.The room was vast, draped in shadows and smelling of expensive cedar and Gio’s signature cologne. My heart was hammering against my ribs, the binder feeling tighter than ever. I scanned the room, my eyes landing on a sleek, charcoal-colored leather sofa near the window. Without a word, I scurried over to it and sat down, my back as straight as a board. "What are you doing over there?" The question came from the edge of the massive, king-sized bed. Gio had already kicked off his shoes and was sitting on the silk duvet, his tie loosened and his hair a mess. He looked at me like I’d just told him the sky was green."I'm sitting," I said, my voice higher than I int
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