~VALENTINO’S POV~
I shook my head gently. “I can’t,” I said, voice steady.
Or maybe, I don’t want to yet.
I ran a hand through my hair, my eyes darkening.
“Contract says six months. After that, she’s free to crawl back to whatever shithole she came from. But until then… she remains my lawfully wedded wife.”
Bianca’s face darkened like a storm cloud.
She slid off the desk and started toward me, hips swinging like she was auditioning for a cheap porno.
She straddled the desk again, this time spreading her legs even wider, red silk falling open, flashing even more skin.
I looked away. Disgusted.
How can a woman be so shameless and desperate?
She leaned in, her voice syrupy-sweet.
“Or…” she purred, “you could have someone who actually understands you, Tino.”
The room stank of her p
