My Best Friend's Father
More importantly, how the hell does that pervert know who I am?
“You’re right, Giovanni. Forgive me. Brandi, thank you for the amazing work. I look forward to working with you again, Miele.” I grit my teeth, but Mr. C doesn’t react. That’s right; they provide code names to our lovers, too. He tips his glass and walks away, smiling.
“You should stay away from him.” I scan his face, amused by this new development. Is he jealous?
“I scan his face, amused by this new development. Is he jealous?” He chuckles for a second, and then his smile falls.