Antonio raised his eyes slightly, his presence accentuated by a faint scent of tobacco mixed with the light fragrance of peach blossoms from outside. The lighting cast a golden hue around him, adding a touch of softness to his otherwise bold and dazzling demeanor.
Giovanna had to admit that Antonio was indeed handsome. His striking features could easily captivate any woman's attention. But she had too much to do to waste her life on one man.
"I'm flattered, but no," she rejected him without hesitation.
Antonio felt his masculine pride take a hit.
Was he not good-looking or charismatic enough for this country girl to refuse him?
He looked visibly hurt, his brows furrowed. "Why?"
"No particular reason. I never planned on getting married. What we are having now is just a mistake."
She
