Chapter 22

KINLEY

I knew I shouldn't, but I went over to Gianni's desk and scanned the papers scattered on his desk.

I opened a few drawers until I came across a gun casually sitting there. Right besides a tint bag of coke.

"Right, enough snooping," I shut the drawers and high tailed it out of the room.

Seeing the coke had brought back the memory of the hotel and how angry Gianni had been. It also reminded me of who the hell I was dealing with.

What had I been thinking earlier, almost sleeping with him?

He wasn't the type of man I wanted to be with. He was the type of man I needed to stay very very far away from!

I hurried into my room and shut the door, making sure to lock it. I needed to keep my distance from Gianni, I could not allow myself to develop feelings for him. I knew he would probably be annoyed that I had returned to my own room, but I didn't care.

Later that night he came knocking at my door and I promptly told him to go away and that I would not be having dinner with him. I need