Intrigue swirled in the air as Giovanni kept his eyes narrowed on Luciano, scrutinising his every move especially because of the disregard he was trying so hard to put on. His previous comment had piqued his curiosity. How much did this hellion know about him? The thought unsettled him, setting his nerves on edge around him.
"The way you keep muttering these snarky comments under your breath makes me wonder how much you know about me."
"What makes you think I know anything about you?"
He watched him carefully, noting the subtle shift in his posture and the way his gaze flickered around, unwilling to hold his gaze anymore. Again, he squinted at him suspiciously. There was an undercurrent of something in his demeanour, a hint of calculation that put him on guard.
