His Contracted Temptation; Velvet Lies
Lucas says, eyes narrowing not in disapproval but silent calculation.
"Interesting," Florence murmurs, voice dipping low. "So, all relatives are dead. I can only imagine how hard it is, navigating through life alone, left only with the legacy of the deceased," she says slowly. Then, as if she didn't just belittle me, she says through a smile, "So, which companies do you own?" Dante’s lips twitch in impatience. He lifts his wine glass, hiding the faint smirk of disbelief behind it.
"The Romanos are a very enterprising family." The unspoken words in her statement are supposed to make me flinch, if only she knew who I really am.
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