Chapter 325

"Don’t touch me!" she snapped, and she wrenched her arm out of his grasp. She was probably bruising herself in the process, but she didn't care because she couldn't bear having Gregorio touch her when she was so emotionally vulnerable.

Gregorio drew in a harsh breath as he teetered on the edge of losing his usual self-control.

All of the Di Costa men had a temper—a red-hot temper that burned so deeply that it became icy and steely—but that cold control often gave the impression that they were without emotion at all.

Chloe’s show of contempt for him was in serious danger of evoking that extreme reaction.

And Gregorio would guarantee that she wouldn’t like it if it did!

He released her to draw in several more controlling breaths. "You did not seem to find my touch so abhorrent a few minutes ago—in fact, the opposite!" He reminded her frostily, aware that his English had become stilted—a definite sign that he was in danger of losing his temper!

It was something that he had no choice but