Chapter 42

• "My apologies, Master, but you have a phone call," Darva announced, appearing almost out of thin air. "It seems very urgent."
• A flush of embarrassment crept up my cheeks as I instinctively tried to use Giovanni's broad frame to shield myself from Darva's view.
• Giovanni sighs deeply, pressing one more tender kiss to my forehead before reluctantly extracting himself from my embrace. "I'll see you later love" he murmurs ruefully.