"Good afternoon…" she says, and I see a faint blush on her cheeks. This girl is so fucking innocent, it makes me want to taint her with everything dirty and wild in me. I wonder how she would react. Would she run scared, or would she face me unyielding? "Mr. De Luca."
My dick bobs at the way she addresses me. For fuck's sake. It's just a name, dickhead. I don't know what it is about her calling me by that name when she's not the only one, certainly not the first to call me that. I've been called that my entire life everywhere. But coming from her mouth sounds so wrong, so tempting, so fucking exciting.
"Drop the formality. It's Giovanni."
She nods, pressing her lips together before responding with, "Yes, Sir…" She starts taking it back but closes her mouth and clears her throat instead.
