Chapter 48

‘That’s not going to be ducking possible in a million years. I’m not signing off my entire birthright to a Gotti. Not now, not ever.’ Lorenzo growls

‘That wants a child, an heir, this is all messed up.’ Marco says

‘Or we can ask him ourselves.’ He adds, smiling at the screen, he is hosting this year's Bar Ball, this Sunday.’

‘Good, Emma you’re my date, Marco... I don’t care.’ Lorenzo says getting up to his feet and walking out of the room.

‘I’m sorry he’s mean to you.’ I joke, punching his arms lightly.

‘It’s fine, nothing I can't handle. So you two huh?’ he asks, waiting...