CHAPTER 69

THIRD PERSON'S POV

He spotted her the moment she stepped out of the gigantic gates of the Ferrari mansion, walking towards his car in that skimpy skirt that didn't go lower than her mid thighs. The designers crop top she had been putting on, did little to hide the slender curves of her waist. He hated that other men had to see her this way as well, but could do nothing about it. He wasn't her fiancee, neither did he have any right to question her dress sense. He had been pretty much swallowed by his thoughts that he failed to realize when she had gotten to the car. Her tap on the window glass had pulled him back to the present. He quickly unlocked the car doors, making it possible for her to pull open the front passenger's seat and hop in.

"Good afternoon Miss Francesca." He greeted.

"Hello Massimo." She gave him a small smile that made his heart do a silly flip. He quickly pulled his eyes away from her and focused back on the road as he drove off. The Don had asked him to br