Chapter 31 A Small Gift?

• I stood there like a doll he named me. Nodding my head, giving fake smiles, shaking hands with females, as I'm not allowed to shake hands with men, and they didn't even try to shake hands because Vincenzo's one deadly glare was a clear warning for them to dare shake hands with me. Men! And their over posessiveness.
• I got tired of these fake acts, but Vincenzo's grip on my waist made it clear that I had no choice but to continue these fake acts. As we were done talking with his business partners, I would say he was done. That's when a beautiful woman came towards us. She seemed to be the same age as mine.
• She had dyed her hair green, maybe to match the color of her eyes, which were as green as the forest itself. She stood straight in front of Vincenzo and didn't seem to notice me, and it seemed intentional.