Again?

Matteo had slapped me, yeah, but Dante acted like he’d been watching my every move.

“Why do you give a shit? You’re my boss, not goddamn Jesus. And how the hell did you know about the pregnancy? Or the kid swap? Was this public knowledge? Everybody knew but me?”

He leaned back, crossing his arms as he dragged his eye over me making me feel completely bare to him.

“I make it my business to know about my employees. Especially ones with your talent. Somewhere along, it added ...