Chapter 23 Falling In Love

Antonio’s face lit with a mischievous grin, his eyes gleaming with a playfulness that contrasted sharply with Rose’s wary expression. If he finished his sentence, she might have frozen in place—or bolted out of the room. “Alright, I’m joking,” Antonio admitted with a chuckle, stepping back and sighing. He unbuttoned his suit jacket, though the lingering pain from his wound made the motion slow and cumbersome.