"Anne Walters, heir to the Walters empire. Can I have a moment of your time?" I ask. "Ah, the 'Home Wrecking Heiress', as the media calls you. I know your face, yes. It's plastered all over the news," he says and I frown. Those f*****g articles are causing me to lose face. "Well, you shouldn't believe everything you see in the media. May I join you?" I asked, trying to sit down, but the other man he was talking to stops me. "Do you think we want Marcello's face all over the news tomorrow?" he asks, and Marcello laughs.
"Come now, brother, don't be so mean. Have a seat, Miss Walters, is it?" Marcello asks, and I nod and smile seductively before I sit down. "This is my brother Enzo Romano. What can we do for you?" he asks in a very sexy Italian accent. This Enzo guy is even hotter, but I ha
