*Isadora’s POV*
It was a good thing that Mattias had to meet with someone before the actual meeting between capos that he had told me about because he didn’t have time to force himself on me. Being that we were short on time, he barely said a word to me while we got ready.
His cologne was also making me feel even more queasy, so I can’t promise I wouldn’t have barfed all over him if he had gotten any closer than he was.
As soon as I stepped out of the closet in the tight skirt, silver, lace and backless shirt with six-inch heels, Mattias stopped buttoning the cufflinks on his shirt. His eyes slowly scanned my body, making me uncomfortable.
I finally moved and walked towards the bathroom, hoping like hell that he wouldn’t ignore the fact that we were running late, and he wouldn’t get
