Gianna
Oh goodness. This was not good.
“My name is Maximus Vanucci,” he said, giving me a cool smile as I stared wide-eyed at him. “And you’re?”
“Gianna!” Leonardo’s booming voice answered his question before I could.
“Gianna…” he tested my name around his tongue like trying some new flavor of candy, drawing it out in a way that made my otherwise very ordinary name sound kind of…exquisite?
What the f**k?
“Will you please let me go?” I muttered, reaching my limit of mortification.
“You mean let you drop to the floor?” Maximus demanded. “Are you sure? It will hurt really bad.” I pressed my lips together to fight the scowl and thankfully managed to stand up on my own, moving out of his grip. And whatever expensive cologne he was wearing.
“Thank you for helping,” I mumbled, smo
