Too Devious to Tame (The Giovanni Clan)
“It missed the burly man standing guard by a mere inch. He didn't even flinch, just stared her down with fathomless black eyes, before turning his back on her again. Those same eyes scanned his surroundings, the bulge of his hand-gun clearly visible under his light summer jacket.
Jemima pulled a face at him and resisted the urge to throw her pot of paint at his back. It would be useless anyhow. He would simply dodge it, with those irritatingly fast reflexes of his, before calling for someone to clear up the mess, and going back to his silent watch.
Alfonso, or her very own pain in the ass, as she secretly called him, was one of many goons that had been installed at Giorgio's vineyard, following on from the failed attempt at her life, three nights ago.
A cold chill went through Jemima, remembering how Giorgio had burst into her bedroom, clad in nothing but hastily thrown on jeans. His face had been murderous, his large hand clamped painfully over her mouth, his voice an urge...nt, low growl in her ear.MoreLess
Jemima pulled a face at him and resisted the urge to throw her pot of paint at his back. It would be useless anyhow. He would simply dodge it, with those irritatingly fast reflexes of his, before calling for someone to clear up the mess, and going back to his silent watch.
Alfonso, or her very own pain in the ass, as she secretly called him, was one of many goons that had been installed at Giorgio's vineyard, following on from the failed attempt at her life, three nights ago.
A cold chill went through Jemima, remembering how Giorgio had burst into her bedroom, clad in nothing but hastily thrown on jeans. His face had been murderous, his large hand clamped painfully over her mouth, his voice an urge...nt, low growl in her ear.MoreLess
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