CHAPTER 8
GIO
As expected, she was waiting in his home, or as she apparently called it, “his lair.” He wondered if she would still be as defiant, or more subdued, now that she knew there was no escape from him.
He grabbed her chin, towering over her on purpose. He just butchered a man who touched her and was still pumped up with adrenaline.
“Remember your last words to me, bella?”
Her eyes flashed an unholy light. Oh yeah, she remembered alright.
“f**k you.”
That you will. “In case you were still wondering; I choose you, Jocelyn Rossi, to be my wife.” No sense in not telling her how it was going to be. He liked clarity.
For a second there, she looked surprised; then she gave him a look, as if she wasn’t sure if he was joking.
“Are you kidding me?”
“I never kid, as you put it.”
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