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Chapter 9 Peace
Rosetta tapped her car keys against her palm, tapping her foot impatiently. She wanted to get home and rid herself of the suffocating clothes she had on and have a good long bath. However did Aryanna survive?
“Finally.” She sighed when she sighted Marino walking towards her.
“You do know I’m a busy woman, right? I don’t like being kept waiting.” She said when he was stood in front of her.
He eyed her down and she eyed him feeling invaded.
“Eyes up here, Mr.” she snapped her fingers in his face.
He chuckled, finally looking her in the eye.
“Domenico is one lucky man.” He said amusedly. She glared at him, why were the men she related with animals? Domenico would never ogle her so boldly.
“Result?” she demanded.
“A big no.” he told her, coming to lean against her car.
Her heart dropped.
“I thought you said he needed a cook? Why…”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Marino cut in mischievously, “Because it’s you.”
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