Chapter 22: Anything for my Favourite Lady
Dario’s POV “Be ready by seven in the evening,” I calmly spoke as I buttoned the cuffs of my shirt. Emily’s voice came from the bed.. groggy, confused, and a little irritated. “Be ready for what?” I glanced at her through the mirror. Her hair was a cute tangle of soft waves, the sheets was drawn halfway up her chest and the sunlight painted her in quiet beautiful golden temptation. “You’ll see,” I simply replied as I slid my watch into place. She narrowed her eyes at me. “You enjoy being cryptic, don’t you?” “I enjoy control,” I corrected, as I turned to face her. “And sometimes, that includes what you know… and when you know it.” She scoffed lightly as she yawned. “I guess that’s just your fancy way of saying you like to keep people guessing.” “Only the ones who make it interestin
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