Chapter 287

Sciocco! Sciocco!

The word pounded in Elmo’s head as he showered and dressed, beating in his temples like a pulse as he headed down to breakfast.

Fool! fool for forgetting who she was—and he had forgotten.

Holding her, making love to her, kissing her, tasting her, he’d lost himself, lost his mind... For a few blissful hours he had forgotten about everything—Elpido, Annabella, the baby, Gilberto...

Elmo’s face hardened.

She’d lied to him—she still hadn’t told him that Maya was her cousin, and as for being a virgin!

Elmo snapped his fingers at a waitress and jabbed at his cup, asking her to refill it.

Well, she might have won this round, but the game wasn’t over—a fool he’d be no more.

‘Good morning!’ His deadpan face didn’t even change as she staggered into the dining room—utterly business as usual, he was looking through his schedule and tapping away on his laptop as a very untogether Brianna rather shakily poured coffee and picked at a croissant.

Jeremy will drive you back to Melbour