Anna POV
I wake up with a sound that’s half-moan, half-gasp, finding that I’m alone in my room and Giovanni is nowhere in sight.
It was a dream.
I bury my head in my hands, embarrassment burning under my skin. I had that kind of dream about Giovanni of all people. And the worst part is that I still feel the ghosts of his touch from my dream.
So, I’m going to avoid him. Completely. Starting today.
I will not ever cross the hall to his room again no matter what I hear. Being around him is clearly too dangerous, and I can’t let him keep asking me questions like how I feel watching him with a woman. Who even asks that?
My new plan lasts for all of a few minutes as I step out of my room and am informed by the butler that I’ll be spending the day with Giovanni.
He’s taking me shopping for
