Hunter was ready to jump into his grave right then and there. It appealed more comforting than facing his grandfather at the moment. He never felt this awkward feeling of being at the peak of embarrassment.
'Fucking hell! The last thing I want is my grandpa keeping track of my sex life.'
Hunter glared at Matthew with an accusing gaze. His trusted bodyguard shook his head in denial.
He glanced at his father through his peripheral view and to his surprise, even Alessandro held the same witty yet smug expression. Meanwhile, Luca Baresi looked ready to kill.
