C22 Chapter Twenty Two

“Yes, my daughter.” My father has the nerve to sound proud.

“You chose well, kid.” Valentino moves to me and takes my hand, then kisses the back. “Such a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Milani.”

Massimoo tenses as Valentino kisses my hand and keeps it for longer than necessary. His fingers press into my hip, possession clear in the way he holds me to his side.

“Nice to see you again, Camilla