Elara's POV
“You'll love the surprise, mio cioccolato bianco.”
He whispered in my ear and slipped a hand behind my waist, his thumb grazed the beaded pores, touching my bare skin.
Like me, he was dressed in a clean two-piece suit, black alligator leather shoes, doused in spicy cologne, and irresistible aura. He was indeed Conti's heir.
Smack.
I slapped his hand off my body, not bothering if his staff watched. Marching frantically to his rescue, Sofia was this close to acting nasty.
In haste, I flapped the trail of my dress, stretching the slit as it bared my flawless skin. Jumped in the car and slammed the door.
Marco looked away when our eyes met. Finding a good distraction, he held her arms, soothing her like a baby. Their union made me sick.
Soon, he joined in the car and
