ich, dark wooden floors and tall windows th

ry stretched from floor to ceiling, fi

nd old paper, adding to the q

e room, Marco turned toward her, a

recalled their

ld see each other again,

excitement, one he couldn't quite s

mation on her, Gino had come back empty-handed.

y bride works in a club, huh? As a pole dance

ow any reaction. She knew he was re

"Marco is such a self

him, she had felt like she was

Gino-had been lurking around the club every night

anyone at the club her phone number

rder for Marco's ma

ted to have me in his bed," Delilah thou

lled responsible and nice man would be at a club, getting invo

, but Delilah wasn't about to let him lea

d him to this room. "Since you're not interested in marrying me, why don't you just call

ed him t

cting him herself, which wo

se wasn't what

t made a shiver run down Delilah's spin

rous, amused, like he was enjo

brow and stepped

r ground, refusi

rmined to hear him say he didn't want he

off guard. "I won't stop the marriag

ed, and she raised an

be a flat, boring woman who wasn't my type." His gaze roamed over her body, taking in every curve, and his lips curled into a

hitched, heat ris

e, and his words ma

cheek, but before he could touch

," she snapped,

s narrowing slightly as he shov

ered, but he masked it with a calm expression. There

m only doing this for my own reasons. I'm just as stuck in this m

er arms, her gaze

ds didn't s

him, just like it was for her. But the fact that

d on her heel and walked out of the ro

his eyes lingering o

slap-how her hand had connected w

not just physically, but because no wo

tically melted, eager to submit to him. But De

is breath, glancing at his hand again

rode toward the dining

and there was no point in staying longer when

ard voices-Mary and the grandf

d an edge of finality. "Delilah sarà al sicu

ate, despite her heritage. She was raised more in English, and translating Italian in her mind

hen the grandfather coughed

the room with an

standing there, and quickl

oice a little too bright. "We were just star

yebrow, sensing tha

ll when she was pretending, and rig

le curling her lips. "It's gett

rd by the sudden suggestion.

rom behind, his express

a facendo tardi." ("It's true. It's getting late.") He turned to Marco

ght the fake enthusiasm in her aunt's expressi

nd politely kissed the back of his hand

depth behind his gaze. "Buona notte, Delilah.

t," Delila

their way out of the mansion wit

is driver and gave an order in Italian. "Porta

ed. "Sì, signor

d, didn't pay much atte

conversation she had overheard bet

ad they been t

ut her and th

h

n her own thoughts as sh

Marco, who responded

aid smoothly in English. His

nding to plant a kiss on her cheek as a parting gesture. After al

slipped into the car, slamming the

faltering, while Mary gave him an apologet

g as the vehicle pulle