Chapter 337

"Do I hear the sound of wedding bells...?"

Gregorio turned to glare at his brother as Lamberto came to stand beside him on the edge of the dance floor, where, following their mother’s sumptuous birthday party, a dozen or so couples amongst the fifty-odd guests were gyrating.

Chloe and Tiziano were one of those couples.

"Not unless you have tinnitus," Gregorio replied, dismissively.

Lamberto laughed softly. "The family all like your little Chloe," he observed lightly.

"She isn’t little." At least not in certain places, Gregorio thought as he felt the unwelcome aching throb of his body.He could picture those places. That minuscule black dress left very little to the imagination! "Neither is she mine," he added with vigor.

‘No?’ Lamberto took a sip of his wine as he glanced across to where Chloe was dancing in Tiziano’s assured arms. "Then why did you bring her here?" He was looking curious when his gaze returned to Gregorio.

Gregorio grimaced. "Because if I hadn’t, either you or Tiziano