Chapter 26. A Different Type of Torture

“Any problem, my accountant?” Amelia rolled her eyes and flashed him a sweet smile, all the while groaning inwardly. It was a torture to have him so close to her all the time. Why couldn’t he get some work done?

“No, Matteo umm, boss.” He looked quite pleased with her address and squeezed in a chair beside his.

“Here you go. You can use the spare laptop there. I’ll tell you what to do right away.” Amelia stood like a statue, wondering how she would squeeze in there. “Come on. Get moving, accountant.”

She rolled her eyes at his enthusiasm. Why was he so excited? She squeezed in through the tiny space and collected the laptop he pointed at. Sitting with it on her chair, she waited for Matteo’s intervention.

“What’s the password, boss?” Matteo chuckled and sat down beside her, leaning almost over her.

With his arm resting at the back of her chair, she was almost in his embrace! This was what she had been dreading. Now all she could feel was her arm brushin