My eyes widened as I stared at Antonio. "Me? And how, exactly, am I supposed to keep General Emiliano occupied?"

Antonio’s lips twisted into a smirk as he cleared his throat. "Well—”

“You don’t have to do anything,” Stefano interjected sharply, shooting Antonio another icy glare. “In fact, it’d be best if Gianna kept her distance from him.”

Antonio let out a frustrated sigh. “Set up a dinner for the four of you, and you’ll see if I’m wrong.”

I looked ...