Marco raised an eyebrow, his piercing gaze cutting through Delilah like a sharp blade.
Delilah’s mind raced as she replayed her gory remark.
A wave of dread washed over her, and she quickly forced a smile, hoping to lighten the moment. "I was just joking," she said, her tone overly bright.
Marco’s brow didn’t relax, his expression unreadable yet commanding.
Delilah felt the walls closing in on her.
Without waiting for a response, she gestured toward the door.
"I’ll, uh, leave you two to it," she muttered, her words rushed.
Turning on her heel, she quickly exited the library, leaving an awkward silence in her wake.
The room now belonged to Marco and Gino.
Gino wasted no time, pulling a stack of documents toward him. He sat at a small table on the far side of the library, dilige
