Chapter 132

Maximo watched his boss's back as he walked out the door. His hand swept through his hair before he stepped up to her, who had her eyes on the ceiling and her hands folded on her chest.

He should give it to her; she did have a lot of nerves talking back at the Devil of Rome, raising her chin at him, matching his anger with defiance, despite knowing he had her life in his hands.

Walking up to her, he reached forward to help her down from the bed, but she ignored his outstretched hands, climbing down from the bed herself.

He swallowed his annoyance. "I'll give you a piece of advice, ma'am." Maximo began, "Maybe if you stop running your mouth and acting like you could take him down, he may pardon you."

She turned to him with a raised brow and said, "And do I look like I give two fucks ab..."

He touched his side, and she kept the remaining words to herself, looking away to the wall, and began to walk outside, the light white gown hugging her naked body underneath.